Verse 7
Job 16:7
Darby Translation
7
But now he hath made me weary; thou hast made desolate all my family;
Original Language Text
hebrew
אַךְ עַתָּ֥ה הֶלְאָ֑/נִי הֲ֝שִׁמּ֗וֹתָ כָּל עֲדָתִֽ/י
English Translation
But now, will you completely destroy all my flock?
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 16 Context
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And Job answered and said,
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I have heard many such things: grievous comforters are ye all.
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Shall words of wind have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
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I also could speak as ye: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join together words against...
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[But] I would encourage you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage [your pain].
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If I speak, my pain is not assuaged; and if I forbear, what am I eased?
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But now he hath made me weary; thou hast made desolate all my family;
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Thou hast shrivelled me up! it is become a witness; and my leanness riseth up against me, it beareth...
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9
His anger teareth and pursueth me; he gnasheth with his teeth against me; [as] mine adversary he sha...
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10
They gape upon me with their mouth; they smite my cheeks reproachfully; they range themselves togeth...
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God (Elohim) hath delivered me over to the iniquitous man, and hurled me into the hands of the wicke...
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12
I was at rest, but he hath shattered me; he hath taken me by the neck and shaken me to pieces, and s...
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His arrows encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out...
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14
He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a mighty man.
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and rolled my horn in the dust.
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16
My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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17
Although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure.
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18
O earth, cover not my blood, and let there be no place for my cry!
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Even now, behold, my Witness is in the heavens, and he that voucheth for me is in the heights.
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My friends are my mockers; mine eye poureth out tears unto God (Elohim).
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Oh that there were arbitration for a man with God (Elohim), as a son of man for his friend!
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For years [few] in number shall pass, and I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.
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