14 He breaks me with wound upon wound;
He runs at me like a [a]warrior.

15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
And (A)laid my [b]head in the dust.
16 My face is [c]flushed from weeping,
And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

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Footnotes

  1. Job 16:14 Vg. giant
  2. Job 16:15 Lit. horn
  3. Job 16:16 Lit. red

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