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Job Chapter 16 | Parsha:

1Job said in reply:

2I have often heard such things;
You are all mischievous comforters.

3Have windy words no limit?
What afflicts you that you speak on?

4Iwould also talk like you
If you were in my place;
I would barrage you with words,
I would wag my head over you.

5I would encourage you with words,
My moving lips would bring relief.

6If I speak, my pain will not be relieved,
And if I do not—what have I lost?

7Now He has truly worn me out;
You have destroyed my whole community.

8You have shriveled me;
My gauntness serves as a witness,
And testifies against me.

9In His anger He tears and persecutes me;
He gnashes His teeth at me;
My foe stabs me with his eyes.

10They open wide their mouths at me;
Reviling me, they strike my cheeks;
They inflame themselves against me.

11God hands me over to an evil man,
Thrusts me into the clutches of the wicked.

12I had been untroubled, and He broke me in pieces;
He took me by the scruff and shattered me;
He set me up as His target;

13His bowmen surrounded me;
He pierced my kidneys; He showed no mercy;
He spilled my bile onto the ground.

14He breached me, breach after breach;
He rushed at me like a warrior.

15I sewed sackcloth over my skin;
I buried my glory in the dust.

16My face is red with weeping;
Darkness covers my eyes

17For no injustice on my part
And for the purity of my prayer!

18Earth, do not cover my blood;
Let there be no resting place for my outcry!

19Surely now my witness is in heaven;
He who can testify for me is on high.

20O my advocates, my fellows,
Before God my eyes shed tears;

21Let Him arbitrate between a man and God
As between a man and his fellow.

22For a few more years will pass,
And I shall go the way of no return.

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