JobJudaism / Hebrew BibleAccepted ScriptureBiblical Hebrew / AramaicShareJob 16Geneva - EnglishMoreVersion - 9 availableWorld English BibleKing James VersionAmerican Standard VersionDarby BibleYoung's Literal TranslationWebster BibleGeneva BibleDouay-Rheims ChallonerReina-Valera 1909WEBKJVASVDarbyYLTWebsterGenevaDouayRV1909LanguageEnglishEspañol‹Job 1Job 2Job 3Job 4Job 5Job 6Job 7Job 8Job 9Job 10Job 11Job 12Job 13Job 14Job 15Job 16Job 17Job 18Job 19Job 20Job 21Job 22Job 23Job 24Job 25Job 26Job 27Job 28Job 29Job 30Job 31Job 32Job 33Job 34Job 35Job 36Job 37Job 38Job 39Job 40Job 41Job 42›Job 16ListenPlay this chapter in spoken English.Save chapterListen to chapter1Bvt Iob answered, and said, 2I haue oft times heard such things: miserable comforters are ye all. 3Shall there be none ende of wordes of winde? or what maketh thee bold so to answere? 4I could also speake as yee doe: (but woulde God your soule were in my soules stead) I could keepe you company in speaking, and could shake mine head at you, 5But I woulde strengthen you with my mouth, and the comfort of my lips should asswage your sorowe. 6Though I speake, my sorow can not be asswaged: though I cease, what release haue I? 7But now hee maketh mee wearie: O God, thou hast made all my congregation desolate, 8And hast made me full of wrinkles which is a witnesse thereof, and my leannes ryseth vp in me, testifying the same in my face. 9His wrath hath torne me, and hee hateth me, and gnasheth vpon mee with his teeth: mine enemie hath sharpened his eyes against me. 10They haue opened their mouthes vpon me, and smitten me on the cheeke in reproch; they gather themselues together against me. 11God hath deliuered me to the vniust, and hath made mee to turne out of the way by the hands of the wicked. 12I was in welth, but he hath brought me to nought: he hath taken me by the necke, and beaten me, and set me as a marke for himselfe. 13His archers compasse mee rounde about: he cutteth my reines, and doth not spare, and powreth my gall vpon the ground. 14He hath broken me with one breaking vpon another, and runneth vpon me like a gyant. 15I haue sowed a sackcloth vpon my skinne, and haue abased mine horne vnto the dust. 16My face is withered with weeping, and the shadow of death is vpon mine eyes, 17Though there be no wickednesse in mine hands, and my prayer be pure. 18O earth, couer not thou my blood, and let my crying finde no place. 19For lo, now my witnesse is in the heauen, and my record is on hie. 20My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God. 21Oh that a man might pleade with God, as man with his neighbour! 22For the yeeres accounted come, and I shall go the way, whence I shall not returne. ‹Previous chapterJob 15Next chapterJob 17›Similar passagesBy tradition and source labelFind similarCompare selectedCompare with similarAsk Deep ThoughtSelect passages to search for parallels.VersionsJob 16 across 9 versionsShow all 9WEB - World English BibleKJV - King James VersionASV - American Standard VersionDarby - Darby BibleYLT - Young's Literal TranslationWebster - Webster BibleGeneva - Geneva BibleDouay - Douay-Rheims ChallonerRV1909 - Reina-Valera 1909Tap any verse to select it, then compare selected passages or ask Deep Thought. Public Domain