Job 16:18
An Appeal to God as Witness“O earth, do not cover my blood, nor let there be a secret place for my cry.
An Appeal to God as Witness“O earth, do not cover my blood, nor let there be a secret place for my cry.
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15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
16 my face is reddened because of weeping, and on my eyelids there is a deep darkness,
17 although there is no violence in my hands and my prayer is pure.
19 Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
10 But the LORD said,“What have you done? The voice of your brother’s blood is crying out to me from the ground!
11 So now, you are banished from the ground, which has opened its mouth to receive your brother’s blood from your hand.
8 To you, O LORD, I cried out; I begged the Lord for mercy:
9 “What profit is there in taking my life, in my descending into the Pit? Can the dust of the grave praise you? Can it declare your loyalty?
12 Hear my prayer, O LORD! Listen to my cry for help! Do not ignore my sobbing! For I am a foreign resident with you, a temporary settler, just as all my ancestors were.
56 You heard my plea:“Do not close your ears to my cry for relief!”
1 The prayer of an oppressed man, as he grows faint and pours out his lament before the LORD. O LORD, hear my prayer! Pay attention to my cry for help!
7 Job’s Abandonment and Affliction“If I cry out,‘Violence!’ I receive no answer; I cry for help, but there is no justice.
7 For her blood was in it; she poured it on an exposed rock; she did not pour it on the ground to cover it up with dust.
8 To arouse anger, to take vengeance, I have placed her blood on an exposed rock so that it cannot be covered up.
38 Job’s Final Solemn Oath“If my land cried out against me and all its furrows wept together,
13 The Possibility of Another Life“O that you would hide me in Sheol, and conceal me till your anger has passed! O that you would set me a time and then remember me!
10 They cried out with a loud voice,“How long, Sovereign Master, holy and true, before you judge those who live on the earth and avenge our blood?”
17 The one who is tormented by the murder of another will flee to the pit; let no one support him.
9 Do not sweep me away with sinners, or execute me along with violent people,
1 By David. To you, O LORD, I cry out! My protector, do not ignore me! If you do not respond to me, I will join those who are descending into the grave.
21 For look, the LORD is coming out of the place where he lives, to punish the sin of those who live on the earth. The earth will display the blood shed on it; it will no longer cover up its slain.
24 Vindicate me by your justice, O LORD my God! Do not let them gloat over me!
1 For the music director; to be played on a stringed instrument; written by David. O God, hear my cry for help! Pay attention to my prayer!
22 Let cries of terror be heard in their houses when you send bands of raiders unexpectedly to plunder them. For they have virtually dug a pit to capture me and have hidden traps for me to step into.
23 But you, LORD, know all their plots to kill me. Do not pardon their crimes! Do not ignore their sins as though you had erased them! Let them be brought down in defeat before you! Deal with them while you are still angry!
2 Listen to my prayer! Pay attention to my cry for help!
12 May the LORD judge between the two of us, and may the LORD vindicate me over you, but my hand will not be against you.
19 Who will contend with me? If anyone can, I will be silent and die.
20 Only in two things spare me, O God, and then I will not hide from your face:
14 Rescue me from the guilt of murder, O God, the God who delivers me! Then my tongue will shout for joy because of your righteousness.
17 O LORD, do not let me be humiliated, for I call out to you! May evil men be humiliated! May they go wailing to the grave!
15 Don’t let the current overpower me! Don’t let the deep swallow me up! Don’t let the Pit devour me!
12 For the one who takes revenge against murderers took notice of the oppressed; he did not overlook their cry for help
18 An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
21 And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? For now I will lie down in the dust, and you will seek me diligently, but I will be gone.”
2 My God, I cry out during the day, but you do not answer, and during the night my prayers do not let up.
20 I cry out to you, but you do not answer me; I stand up, and you only look at me.
3 Certainly my enemies chase me. They smash me into the ground. They force me to live in dark regions, like those who have been dead for ages.
1 For the music director, a psalm of David. O God whom I praise, do not ignore me!
5 may an enemy relentlessly chase me and catch me; may he trample me to death and leave me lying dishonored in the dust.(Selah)
10 You must not shed innocent blood in your land that the LORD your God is giving you as an inheritance, for that would make you guilty.
1 A prayer of David. LORD, consider my just cause! Pay attention to my cry for help! Listen to the prayer I sincerely offer!
17 For he did not kill me before I came from the womb, making my pregnant mother’s womb my grave forever.
1 For the music director, to be accompanied by stringed instruments; a well-written song by David. Listen, O God, to my prayer! Do not ignore my appeal for mercy!
22 ת(Tav) Let all their wickedness come before you; afflict them just as you have afflicted me because of all my acts of rebellion. For my groans are many, and my heart is sick with sorrow.
6 In my distress I called to the LORD; I cried out to my God. From his heavenly temple he heard my voice; he listened to my cry for help.
20 Now don’t let my blood fall to the ground away from the LORD’s presence, for the king of Israel has gone out to look for a flea the way one looks for a partridge in the hill country.”
17 Yet I have not been silent because of the darkness, because of the thick darkness that covered my face.
24 The Contrast With the Past“Surely one does not stretch out his hand against a broken man when he cries for help in his distress.
8 Also, when I cry out desperately for help, he has shut out my prayer.