JobJudaism / Hebrew BibleAccepted ScriptureBiblical Hebrew / AramaicShareJob 16YLT - 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 chapter1And 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 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. 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? 7Only, now, it hath wearied me; Thou hast desolated all my company, 8And Thou dost loathe me, For a witness it hath been, And rise up against me doth my failure, In my face it testifieth. 9His anger hath torn, and he hateth me, He hath gnashed at me with his teeth, My adversary sharpeneth his eyes for me. 10They have gaped on me with their mouth, In reproach they have smitten my cheeks, Together against me they set themselves. 11God shutteth me up unto the perverse, And to the hands of the wicked turneth me over. 12At ease I have been, and he breaketh me, And he hath laid hold on my neck, And he breaketh me in pieces, And he raiseth me to him for a mark. 13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall. 14He breaketh me--breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one. 15Sackcloth I have sewed on my skin, And have rolled in the dust my horn. 16My face is foul with weeping, And on mine eyelids is death-shade. 17Not for violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure. 18O earth, do not thou cover my blood! And let there not be a place for my cry. 19Also, now, lo, in the heavens is my witness, And my testifier in the high places. 20My interpreter is my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped: 21And he reasoneth for a man with God, And a son of man for his friend. 22When a few years do come, Then a path I return not do I go. ‹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