16 “And now my soul is (A)poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 (B)The night (C)racks my bones,
    and the pain that (D)gnaws me takes no rest.
18 With great force my garment is (E)disfigured;
    it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19 God[a] has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like (F)dust and ashes.

Read full chapter

Notas al pie

  1. Job 30:19 Hebrew He

Accusation against God

16 Now my life is poured out on me;
    days of misery have seized me.
17 At night he bores my bones;
    my gnawing pain won’t rest.
18 With great force he grasps[a] my clothing;[b]
    it binds me like the neck of my shirt.
19 He hurls me into mud;
    I’m a cliché, like dust and ashes.

Read full chapter

Notas al pie

  1. Job 30:18 LXX
  2. Job 30:18 Heb uncertain