Job 16:20
My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
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21O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
19Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
18Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
16For these things I weep; mine eye, mine eye runneth down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
7Mine eye is consumed because of grief; it waxeth old because of all mine enemies.
2Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
6He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
3My tears have been my meat day and night, while they continually say unto me, Where is thy God?
20Reproach hath broken my heart; and I am full of heaviness: and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none.
9He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother: I bowed down heavily, as one that mourneth for his mother.
15But in mine adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together: yea, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they did tear me, and ceased not:
3I am weary of my crying: my throat is dried: mine eyes fail while I wait for my God.
7All they that see me laugh me to scorn: they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
24For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.
10My heart panteth, my strength faileth me: as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.
11My lovers and my friends stand aloof from my sore; and my kinsmen stand afar off.
16Turn thee unto me, and have mercy upon me; for I am desolate and afflicted.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all mine enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that thou hast done it: thou wilt bring the day that thou hast called, and they shall be like unto me.
22Let all their wickedness come before thee; and do unto them, as thou hast done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
8Mine enemies reproach me all the day; and they that are mad against me are sworn against me.
11I was a reproach among all mine enemies, but especially among my neighbours, and a fear to mine acquaintance: they that did see me without fled from me.
49Mine eye trickleth down, and ceaseth not, without any intermission,
13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
10For I heard the defaming of many, fear on every side. Report, say they, and we will report it. All my familiars watched for my halting, saying, Peradventure he will be enticed, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
51Mine eye affecteth mine heart because of all the daughters of my city.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: mine eye is consumed with grief, yea, my soul and my belly.
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
13Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
14To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear unto my cry; hold not thy peace at my tears: for I am a stranger with thee, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.
19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
10As with a sword in my bones, mine enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is thy God?
17For I am ready to halt, and my sorrow is continually before me.
9Mine eye mourneth by reason of affliction: LORD, I have called daily upon thee, I have stretched out my hands unto thee.
4I am as one mocked of his neighbour, who calleth upon God, and he answereth him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.
1Oh that my head were waters, and mine eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
25Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
14I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.
8Also when I cry and shout, he shutteth out my prayer.
20Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,