Job 16:20
My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
My friends scorn me, but my eye pours out tears to God.
My intercessors are my friends; my eye drips to God.
My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
My frendes laugh me to scorne, but myne eye poureth out teares vnto God.
My friends speake eloquently against me: but mine eye powreth out teares vnto God.
My friendes geue me many wordes to scorne, and myne eye powreth out teares vnto God.
My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out [tears] unto God.
My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
My interpreter `is' my friend, Unto God hath mine eye dropped:
My friends scoff at me: `But' mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
My friends scoff at me: [But] mine eye poureth out tears unto God,
My friends make sport of me; to God my eyes are weeping,
My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
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21Oh, that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleads for his neighbor!
15I have sewn sackcloth upon my skin and defiled my horn in the dust.
16My face is flushed with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
18Yes, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.
19All my close friends abhorred me; and those whom I loved have turned against me.
20My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
16For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water, because the comforter that should relieve my soul is far from me: my children are desolate, because the enemy prevailed.
7My eye is consumed because of grief; it grows old because of all my enemies.
2Are there not mockers with me? And does not my eye continue in their provocation?
6He has made me also a byword of the people; and in the past I was like a tambourine.
7My eye also is dim because of sorrow, and all my members are like a shadow.
3My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually say to me, Where is your God?
20Reproach has 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 tears me in his wrath, who hates me; he gnashes upon me with his teeth; my enemy sharpens his eyes upon me.
10They gape upon me with their mouth; they strike me on the cheek reproachfully; they gather themselves together against me.
14I behaved myself as though he had been my friend or brother; I bowed down heavily, as one who mourns for his mother.
15But in my adversity they rejoiced, and gathered themselves together; yes, the abjects gathered themselves together against me, and I knew it not; they tore me, and did not cease:
3I am weary of my crying; my throat is dry; my eyes fail while I wait for my God.
7All who see me laugh me to scorn; they shoot out the lip, they shake the head, saying,
24For my sighing comes before I eat, and my groanings are poured out like water.
10My heart pants, my strength fails me; as for the light of my eyes, it also has gone from me.
11My loved ones and friends stand aloof from my affliction, and my relatives stand far off.
16Turn to me and have mercy on me, for I am desolate and afflicted.
21They have heard that I sigh: there is none to comfort me: all my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have done it: you will bring the day that you have promised, and they shall be like me.
22Let all their wickedness come before you; and do unto them, as you have done unto me for all my transgressions: for my sighs are many, and my heart is faint.
8My enemies reproach me all day long; those who are mad against me are sworn against me.
11I was a reproach among all my enemies, but especially among my neighbors, and a fear to my acquaintances: those who saw me outside fled from me.
49My eye flows ceaselessly, without intermission,
13He has put my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances are truly estranged from me.
14My relatives have failed, and my close friends have forgotten me.
10For I heard the defaming of many, fear on every side. Report, they say, and we will report it. All my familiar friends watched for my faltering, saying, Perhaps he will be enticed, and we shall prevail against him, and we shall take our revenge on him.
51My eye affects my heart because of all the daughters of my city.
9Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am in trouble: my eye is consumed with grief, yes, my soul and my body.
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard; I cry aloud, but there is no justice.
13Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven quite from me?
14To him who is afflicted, pity should be shown by his friend; yet he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
12Hear my prayer, O LORD, and give ear to my cry; do not be silent at my tears: for I am a stranger with you, and a sojourner, as all my fathers were.
16And now my soul is poured out within me; the days of affliction have seized me.
19He has cast me into the mire, and I have become like dust and ashes.
10As with a sword in my bones, my enemies reproach me; while they say daily unto me, Where is your God?
17For I am ready to fall, and my sorrow is continually before me.
9My eye mourns by reason of affliction; LORD, I have called daily upon you, I have stretched out my hands to you.
4I am like one mocked by his neighbor, who calls upon God, and He answers him: the just upright man is laughed to scorn.
1Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
25Did I not weep for those in trouble? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
14I was a ridicule to all my people; their song all the day.
8Even when I cry and shout, He shuts out my prayer.
20Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,