Job 16:4
I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
I also, like you, might speak, If your soul were in my soul's stead. I might join against you with words, And nod at you with my head.
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5I might harden you with my mouth, And the moving of my lips might be sparing.
6If I speak, my pain is not restrained, And I cease -- what goeth from me?
1And Job answereth and saith: --
2I have heard many such things, Miserable comforters `are' ye all.
3Is there an end to words of wind? Or what doth embolden thee that thou answerest?
4I arrange before Him the cause, And my mouth fill `with' arguments.
5I know the words He doth answer me, And understand what He saith to me.
3Bear with me, and I speak, And after my speaking -- ye may deride.
4I -- to man `is' my complaint? and if `so', wherefore May not my temper become short?
19Who `is' he that doth strive with me? For now I keep silent and gasp.
5If thou art able -- answer me, Set in array before me -- station thyself.
5If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
3Yet I for the Mighty One do speak, And to argue for God I delight.
2Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
10And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
2Hath one tried a word with thee? -- Thou art weary! And to keep in words who is able?
3Thy devices make men keep silent, Thou scornest, and none is causing blushing!
4And thou sayest, `Pure `is' my discourse, And clean I have been in Thine eyes.'
5And yet, O that God had spoken! And doth open His lips with thee.
15If I have said, `I recount thus,' Lo, a generation of Thy sons I have deceived.
13For thou turnest against God thy spirit? And hast brought out words from thy mouth:
13Keep silent from me, and I speak, And pass over me doth what?
14Wherefore do I take my flesh in my teeth? And my soul put in my hand?
17I answer, even I -- my share, I shew my opinion -- even I.
14How much less do I -- I answer Him? Choose out my words with Him?
25How powerful have been upright sayings, And what doth reproof from you reprove?
26For reproof -- do you reckon words? And for wind -- sayings of the desperate.
11Also I -- I withhold not my mouth -- I speak in the distress of my spirit, I talk in the bitterness of my soul.
2O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
3For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
21And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend.
1My soul hath been weary of my life, I leave off my talking to myself, I speak in the bitterness of my soul.
32If there are words -- answer me, Speak, for I have a desire to justify thee.
18My refreshing for me `is' sorrow, For me my heart `is' sick.
20I speak, and there is refreshment to me, I open my lips and answer.
12For an enemy reproacheth me not, or I bear `it', He who is hating me Hath not magnified himself against me, Or I hide from him.
3I also have a heart like you, I am not fallen more than you, And with whom is there not like these?
2I was dumb `with' silence, I kept silent from good, and my pain is excited.
14And he hath not set in array words for me, And with your sayings I do not answer him.
4Lo, I have been vile, What do I return to Thee? My hand I have placed on my mouth.
19If of power, lo, the Strong One; And if of judgment -- who doth convene me?
36If not -- on my shoulder I take it up, I bind it a crown on myself.
15-- What do I say? seeing He said to me, And He Himself hath wrought, I go softly all my years for the bitterness of my soul.
4With whom hast thou declared words? And whose breath came forth from thee?
6And he set me up for a proverb of the peoples, And a wonder before them I am.
15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn.
22And call Thou, and I -- I answer, Or -- I speak, and answer Thou me.
5O that ye would keep perfectly silent, And it would be to you for wisdom.
35I speak, and do not fear Him, But I am not right with myself.
4`Hear, I pray thee, and I -- I do speak, I ask thee, and cause thou me to know.'