Job 16:5
[ But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your grief] .
[ But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your grief] .
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6Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased?
7But now he hath made me weary: Thou hast made desolate all my company.
8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me] : And my leanness riseth up against me, It testifieth to my face.
1Then Job answered and said,
2I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are ye all.
3Shall vain words have an end? Or what provoketh thee that thou answerest?
4I also could speak as ye do; If your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.
18Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
10And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
4I would set my cause in order before him, And fill my mouth with arguments.
5I would know the words which he would answer me, And understand what he would say unto me.
6Would he contend with me in the greatness of his power? Nay; but he would give heed unto me.
2Hear diligently my speech; And let this be your consolations.
20I will speak, that I may be refreshed; I will open my lips and answer.
5But oh that God would speak, And open his lips against thee,
11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
2How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
27If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will put off my [sad] countenance, and be of good cheer;
19Who is he that will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the ghost.
28My soul melteth for heaviness: Strengthen thou me according unto thy word.
20Are not my days few? cease then, And let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
2I was dumb with silence, I held my peace, even from good; And my sorrow was stirred.
11Are the consolations of God too small for thee, Even the word that is gentle toward thee?
5Oh that ye would altogether hold your peace! And it would be your wisdom.
6Hear now my reasoning, And hearken to the pleadings of my lips.
15What shall I say? he hath both spoken unto me, and himself hath done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
16For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water; Because the comforter that should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy hath prevailed.
2Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;
16Yea, my heart will rejoice, When thy lips speak right things.
2If one assay to commune with thee, wilt thou be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?
4As for me, is my complaint to man? And why should I not be impatient?
5Mark me, and be astonished, And lay your hand upon your mouth.
25How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what doth it reprove?
50This is my comfort in my affliction; For thy word hath quickened me.
16Yea, he would have allured thee out of distress Into a broad place, where there is no straitness; And that which is set on thy table would be full of fatness.
15If I had said, I will speak thus; Behold, I had dealt treacherously with the generation of thy children.
1My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
2Even to-day is my complaint rebellious: My stroke is heavier than my groaning.
16My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
2Behold now, I have opened my mouth; My tongue hath spoken in my mouth.
3My words [shall utter] the uprightness of my heart; And that which my lips know they shall speak sincerely.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, and every sorrowful soul have I replenished.
34How then comfort ye me in vain, Seeing in your answers there remaineth [only] falsehood?
13Hold your peace, let me alone, that I may speak; And let come on me what will.
13That against God thou turnest thy spirit, And lettest words go out of thy mouth?
21That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbor!
14I behaved myself as though it had been my friend or my brother: I bowed down mourning, as one that bewaileth his mother.
3Surely I would speak to the Almighty, And I desire to reason with God.