| JobChapter 16 | 
| 1 THEN Job answered and said, | 
| 2 I have heard many such things; wicked comforters are you all. | 
| 3 Do not grieve my spirit with words; even though you speak, I will not answer. | 
| 4 I also could speak as you do; I wish you were in my place, then I could try you out with words, and shake my head at you. | 
| 5 I would prove you with your own words, and the words of my lips would not spare you. | 
| 6 If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, who can comfort me? | 
| 7 But now he has troubled me, and yet has preserved all of my testimony. | 
| 8 Thou didst appoint me and I became a witness, but my lies have testified against me; and I spoke in his presence. | 
| 9 He has torn me and broken me in his wrath; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes against me. | 
| 10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth reproachfully; they have smitten me upon my cheeks; they were filled with rage against me. | 
| 11 God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. | 
| 12 I was at ease, but he has smitten me; he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his target. | 
| 13 His arrows are round about me, he shoots at my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. | 
| 14 He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs against me like a giant. | 
| 15 I have girded sackcloth upon my skin, and I have covered my head with dust. | 
| 16 My face is troubled with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; | 
| 17 But not for any iniquity in my hands; my prayer also is pure. | 
| 18 O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no place! | 
| 19 And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my acquaintances are on high. | 
| 20 O my brethren and my neighbors! my eyes pour out tears to God! | 
| 21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor! | 
| 22 For the number of a man's years will come to an end; then he shall go the way from whence he shall not return. | 
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| JobChapter 16 | Книга ИоваГлава 16 | 
| 1 THEN Job answered and said, | 1  | 
| 2 I have heard many such things; wicked comforters are you all. | 2  | 
| 3 Do not grieve my spirit with words; even though you speak, I will not answer. | 3  | 
| 4 I also could speak as you do; I wish you were in my place, then I could try you out with words, and shake my head at you. | 4  | 
| 5 I would prove you with your own words, and the words of my lips would not spare you. | 5  | 
| 6 If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, who can comfort me? | 6  | 
| 7 But now he has troubled me, and yet has preserved all of my testimony. | 7  | 
| 8 Thou didst appoint me and I became a witness, but my lies have testified against me; and I spoke in his presence. | 8  | 
| 9 He has torn me and broken me in his wrath; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes against me. | 9  | 
| 10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth reproachfully; they have smitten me upon my cheeks; they were filled with rage against me. | 10  | 
| 11 God has delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. | 11  | 
| 12 I was at ease, but he has smitten me; he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his target. | 12  | 
| 13 His arrows are round about me, he shoots at my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. | 13  | 
| 14 He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs against me like a giant. | 14  | 
| 15 I have girded sackcloth upon my skin, and I have covered my head with dust. | 15  | 
| 16 My face is troubled with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death; | 16  | 
| 17 But not for any iniquity in my hands; my prayer also is pure. | 17  | 
| 18 O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry have no place! | 18  | 
| 19 And now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my acquaintances are on high. | 19  | 
| 20 O my brethren and my neighbors! my eyes pour out tears to God! | 20  | 
| 21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor! | 21  | 
| 22 For the number of a man's years will come to an end; then he shall go the way from whence he shall not return. | 22  |