Verse 13
Job 16:13
English Revised Version
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His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Original Language Text
hebrew
יָ֘סֹ֤בּוּ עָלַ֨/י רַבָּ֗י/ו יְפַלַּ֣ח כִּ֭לְיוֹתַ/י וְ/לֹ֣א יַחְמ֑וֹל יִשְׁפֹּ֥ךְ לָ֝/אָ֗רֶץ מְרֵרָֽתִ/י
English Translation
They surround me, my many foes; they plot against me, and they do not spare; they pour out my bitterness on the ground.
AI translation from hebrew via gpt-4o-mini
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Chapter 16 Context
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Then Job answered and said,
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I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
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Shall vain words have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
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I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could join words together again...
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But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage your grief.
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Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
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But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
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And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me: and my leanness riseth up against...
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He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; he hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: mine advers...
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They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: they ga...
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God (Elohim) delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked.
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I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:...
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His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out...
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He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a giant.
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I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust.
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My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
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Although there is no violence in mine hands, and my prayer is pure.
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O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no resting place.
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Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he that coucheth for me is on high.
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My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God (Elohim);
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That he would maintain the right of a man with God (Elohim), and of a son of man with his neighbour!
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For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
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