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Job Says Friends Are Sorry Comforters 
1 Then Job answered and said, 
2 “I have heard many such things; 
Wearisome and miserable comforters are you all. 
3 “Is there no end to [your futile] words of wind? 
Or what plagues you [so much] that you [so boldly] answer [me like this]? 
4 “I also could speak like you, 
If you were in my place; 
I could compose and join words together against you 
And shake my head at you. 
5 “[But instead] I could strengthen and encourage you with [the words of] my mouth, 
And the consolation and solace of my lips would soothe your suffering and lessen your anguish. 
   
Job Says God Shattered Him 
6 “If I speak [to you miserable comforters], my pain is not relieved; 
And if I refrain [from speaking], what [pain or anguish] leaves me? 
7 “But now God has exhausted me. 
You [O Lord] have destroyed all my family and my household. 
8 “You have taken a firm hold on me and have shriveled me up, 
It has become a witness [against me]; 
And my leanness [and infirmity] rises up [as evidence] against me, 
It testifies to my face [about my guilt]. 
9 “His wrath has torn me and hunted me down, 
He has gnashed at me with his teeth; 
My adversary sharpens His gaze and glares [with piercing eyes] at me. 
10 “They have gaped at me with their mouths, 
With contempt they have struck me on the cheek; 
They massed themselves together [and conspired] against me. [Ps 22:13; 35:21] 
11 “God hands me over to criminals 
And tosses me [headlong] into the hands of the wicked. 
12 “I was [living] at ease, but He crushed me and broke me apart, 
And He has seized me by the neck and has shaken me to pieces; 
He has also set me up as His target. 
13 “His arrows surround me. 
He pierces my kidneys (vital organs) without mercy; 
He pours out my gall on the ground. 
14 “He attacks me, making wound after wound; 
He runs at me like a warrior. 
15 “I have sewed sackcloth over my skin [as a sign of mourning] 
And have defiled my horn (symbol of strength) in the dust. 
16 “My face is red and swollen with weeping, 
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death [my eyes are dimmed], 
17 Although there is no violence or wrongdoing in my hands, 
And my prayer is pure. 
   
18 “O earth, do not cover my blood, 
And let there be no [resting] place for my cry [where it will cease being heard]. 
19 “Even now, behold, my Witness is in heaven, 
And my Advocate [who vouches and testifies for me] is on high. [Rom 1:9] 
20 “My friends are scoffers [who ridicule]; 
My eye pours out tears to God. 
21 “Oh, that a man would mediate and plead with God [for me] 
Just as a man [mediates and pleads] with his neighbor and friend. [1 Tim 2:5] 
22 “For when a few years are past, 
I shall go the way of no return.