Job 16:20
My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
My intercessor is my friend as my eyes pour out tears to God;
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21and he contends with God on behalf of man as a man pleads for his friend.
15I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, and buried my horn in the dust;
16my face is reddened because of weeping, and on my eyelids there is a deep darkness,
19Even now my witness is in heaven; my advocate is on high.
18Even youngsters have scorned me; when I get up, they scoff at me.
19All my closest friends detest me; and those whom I love have turned against me.
20My bones stick to my skin and my flesh; I have escaped alive with only the skin of my teeth.
21Have pity on me, my friends, have pity on me, for the hand of God has struck me.
16ע(Ayin) I weep because of these things; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one in sight who can comfort me or encourage me. My children are desolated because an enemy has prevailed.
7My eyes grow dim from suffering; they grow weak because of all my enemies.
2Surely mockery is with me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.
6He has made me a byword to people, I am the one in whose face they spit.
7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.
3I cannot eat, I weep day and night; all day long they say to me,“Where is your God?”
20Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.
9His anger has torn me and persecuted me; he has gnashed at me with his teeth; my adversary locks his eyes on me.
10People have opened their mouths against me, they have struck my cheek in scorn; they unite together against me.
14I mourned for them as I would for a friend or my brother. I bowed down in sorrow as if I were mourning for my mother.
15But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; they gathered together to ambush me. They tore at me without stopping to rest.
3I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
7All who see me taunt me; they mock me and shake their heads.
24For my sighing comes in place of my food, and my groanings flow forth like water.
10My heart beats quickly; my strength leaves me; I can hardly see.
11Because of my condition, even my friends and acquaintances keep their distance; my neighbors stand far away.
16Turn toward me and have mercy on me, for I am alone and oppressed!
21ש(Sin/Shin) They have heard that I groan, yet there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have brought it about. Bring about the day of judgment that you promised so that they may end up like me!
22ת(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.
8All day long my enemies taunt me; those who mock me use my name in their curses.
11Because of all my enemies, people disdain me; my neighbors are appalled by my suffering– those who know me are horrified by my condition; those who see me in the street run away from me.
49ע(Ayin) Tears flow from my eyes and will not stop; there will be no break
13Job’s Forsaken State“He has put my relatives far from me; my acquaintances only turn away from me.
14My kinsmen have failed me; my friends have forgotten me.
10I hear many whispering words of intrigue against me. Those who would cause me terror are everywhere! They are saying,“Come on, let’s publicly denounce him!” All my so-called friends are just watching for something that would lead to my downfall. They say,“Perhaps he can be enticed into slipping up, so we can prevail over him and get our revenge on him.
51What my eyes see grieves me– all the suffering of the daughters in my city.
9Have mercy on me, LORD, for I am in distress! My eyes grow dim from suffering. I have lost my strength.
7Job’s Abandonment and Affliction“If I cry out,‘Violence!’ I receive no answer; I cry for help, but there is no justice.
13Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
14Disappointing Friends“To the one in despair, kindness should come from his friend even if he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
12Hear 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.
16Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
10My enemies’ taunts cut into me to the bone, as they say to me all day long,“Where is your God?”
17For I am about to stumble, and I am in constant pain.
9My eyes grow weak because of oppression. I call out to you, O LORD, all day long; I spread out my hands in prayer to you.
4I am a laughingstock to my friends, I, who called on God and whom he answered– a righteous and blameless man is a laughingstock!
1(8:23) I wish that my head were a well full of water and my eyes were a fountain full of tears! If they were, I could cry day and night for those of my dear people who have been killed.
25Have I not wept for the unfortunate? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
14I have become the laughingstock of all people, their mocking song all day long.
8Also, when I cry out desperately for help, he has shut out my prayer.
20Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,