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Job’s Fifth Speech

16 Then[a] Job answered and said,

“I have heard many things like these;
all of you are miserable comforters.[b]
Is there a limit to windy words?
What provokes you that you answer?
I myself[c] also could talk as you,
if you were in my place;[d]
I could join against you with words,
and I could shake at you with my head.
I could[e] encourage you with my mouth,
and the solace of my lips would[f] ease the pain.
If I speak, my pain is not relieved;
and if I cease, how much will leave me?
“Surely now he has worn me out;
you[g] have devastated all my company.
Thus[h] you shriveled me up;[i]
it became a witness.
And my leanness has risen up against me;
it testifies to my face.
His wrath has torn, and he has been hostile toward me;
he gnashed at me with his teeth.
My foe sharpens his eyes against me.
10 They gaped at me with their mouth;
they struck my cheeks with disgrace;
they have massed themselves together against me.
11 God delivers me to an evil one,
and he casts me into the hands of the wicked.
12 “I was at ease, then[j] he broke me in two,
and he seized me by my neck;
then[k] he shattered me
and set me up as a target for him.
13 His archers surround me;
he slashes open my kidneys, and he does not have compassion;
he pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breached me breach upon breach;[l]
he rushes at me like a warrior.
15 “I have sewed sackcloth on my skin,
and I have inserted my pride[m] in the dust.
16 My face is red because of weeping,
and deep shadows are on my eyelids,
17 although[n] violence is not on my hands,
and my prayer is pure.
18 “O earth, you should not cover my blood,
and let there be no place[o] for my cry for help.
19 So now look, my witness is in the heavens,
and he who vouches for me is in the heights.
20 My friends scorn me;
my eye pours out tears to God,
21 and it argues[p] for a mortal with God,
and as a human[q] for his friend.
22 Indeed, after a few years[r] have come,
then[s] I will go the way from which I will not return.

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:1 Hebrew “And”
  2. Job 16:2 Literally “comforters of trouble”
  3. Job 16:4 Emphatic personal pronoun;
  4. Job 16:4 Literally “there is your soul in place of my soul”
  5. Job 16:5 Or “would”
  6. Job 16:5 Or “should”
  7. Job 16:7 Singular
  8. Job 16:8 Hebrew “And”
  9. Job 16:8 Or “you have seized me”
  10. Job 16:12 Hebrew “and”
  11. Job 16:12 Hebrew “and”
  12. Job 16:14 Literally “breach upon the faces of breach”
  13. Job 16:15 Literally “my horn”
  14. Job 16:17 Literally “upon,” or “because”
  15. Job 16:18 Or “do not let it become a place”
  16. Job 16:21 Or “but may someone argue”
  17. Job 16:21 Literally “a son of man”
  18. Job 16:22 Literally “years of number”
  19. Job 16:22 Hebrew “and”

Queja de Job

16 Entonces respondió Job, y dijo:

He oído muchas cosas como estas;
consoladores gravosos[a] sois todos vosotros(A).
¿No hay fin a las palabras vacías(B)?
¿O qué te provoca para que así respondas?
Yo también hablaría como vosotros,
si vuestra alma estuviera en lugar de mi alma.
Podría hilvanar palabras contra vosotros,
y mover ante vosotros la cabeza(C).
Os podría alentar con mi boca,
y el consuelo de mis labios podría aliviar vuestro dolor.

Si hablo, mi dolor(D) no disminuye,
y si callo, no se aparta de mí[b].
Pero ahora Él me ha agobiado(E);
tú has asolado toda mi compañía(F),
y me has llenado de arrugas
que en testigo se han convertido(G);
mi flacura(H) se levanta contra mí,
testifica en mi cara.
Su ira me ha despedazado(I) y me ha perseguido[c],
contra mí Él ha rechinado los dientes(J);
mi adversario aguza los ojos contra mí(K).
10 Han abierto contra mí su boca(L),
con injurias me han abofeteado[d](M);
a una se aglutinan contra mí(N).
11 Dios me entrega a los impíos,
y me echa en manos de los malvados.
12 Estaba yo tranquilo, y Él me sacudió,
me agarró por la nuca y me hizo pedazos(O);
también me hizo su blanco(P).
13 Me rodean sus flechas(Q),
parte mis riñones sin compasión,
derrama por tierra mi hiel(R).
14 Abre en mí brecha tras brecha(S);
arremete contra mí como un guerrero(T).
15 Sobre mi piel he cosido cilicio(U),
y he hundido en el polvo mi poder[e](V).
16 Mi rostro está enrojecido por el llanto(W),
y cubren[f] mis párpados densa oscuridad(X),
17 aunque no hay violencia en mis manos[g](Y),
y es pura mi oración(Z).

18 ¡Oh tierra, no cubras mi sangre,
y no haya lugar para mi clamor!
19 He aquí, aun ahora mi testigo(AA) está en el cielo,
y mi defensor[h] está en las alturas(AB).
20 Mis amigos son mis escarnecedores[i];
mis ojos(AC) lloran[j] a Dios.
21 ¡Ah, si un hombre pudiera argüir con Dios
como un hombre[k] con su vecino!
22 Porque cuando hayan pasado unos pocos años,
me iré por el camino sin retorno(AD).

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:2 Lit., de angustia
  2. Job 16:6 O, y si me callo, ¿qué se aleja de mí?
  3. Job 16:9 Lit., guardado rencor contra mí
  4. Job 16:10 Lit., herido mis mejillas
  5. Job 16:15 Lit., cuerno
  6. Job 16:16 Lit., sobre
  7. Job 16:17 Lit., palmas
  8. Job 16:19 O, testigo
  9. Job 16:20 O, mediadores
  10. Job 16:20 O, gotean
  11. Job 16:21 Lit., hijo de hombre

Job

16 Then Job replied:

“I have heard many things like these;
    you are miserable comforters,(A) all of you!(B)
Will your long-winded speeches never end?(C)
    What ails you that you keep on arguing?(D)
I also could speak like you,
    if you were in my place;
I could make fine speeches against you
    and shake my head(E) at you.
But my mouth would encourage you;
    comfort(F) from my lips would bring you relief.(G)

“Yet if I speak, my pain is not relieved;
    and if I refrain, it does not go away.(H)
Surely, God, you have worn me out;(I)
    you have devastated my entire household.(J)
You have shriveled me up—and it has become a witness;
    my gauntness(K) rises up and testifies against me.(L)
God assails me and tears(M) me in his anger(N)
    and gnashes his teeth at me;(O)
    my opponent fastens on me his piercing eyes.(P)
10 People open their mouths(Q) to jeer at me;(R)
    they strike my cheek(S) in scorn
    and unite together against me.(T)
11 God has turned me over to the ungodly
    and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.(U)
12 All was well with me, but he shattered me;
    he seized me by the neck and crushed me.(V)
He has made me his target;(W)
13     his archers surround me.(X)
Without pity, he pierces(Y) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.
14 Again and again(Z) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.(AA)

15 “I have sewed sackcloth(AB) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.(AC)
16 My face is red with weeping,(AD)
    dark shadows ring my eyes;(AE)
17 yet my hands have been free of violence(AF)
    and my prayer is pure.(AG)

18 “Earth, do not cover my blood;(AH)
    may my cry(AI) never be laid to rest!(AJ)
19 Even now my witness(AK) is in heaven;(AL)
    my advocate is on high.(AM)
20 My intercessor(AN) is my friend[a](AO)
    as my eyes pour out(AP) tears(AQ) to God;
21 on behalf of a man he pleads(AR) with God
    as one pleads for a friend.

22 “Only a few years will pass
    before I take the path of no return.(AS)

Footnotes

  1. Job 16:20 Or My friends treat me with scorn

16 Then Job answered and said,

I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.

Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?

I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.

But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.

Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.

He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.

12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.

14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.

15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.

16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.

18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.

19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.

20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!

22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.