Job 16:6
"Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
"Though I speak, my grief is not subsided. Though I forbear, what am I eased?
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2 "I have heard many such things. Miserable comforters are you all!
3 Shall vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer?
4 I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul's place, I could join words together against you, And shake my head at you.
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth. The solace of my lips would relieve you.
8 "Oh that I might have my request; That God would grant the thing that I long for!
9 Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Be it still my consolation, Yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out. You have made desolate all my company.
11 "Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
27 If I say, 'I will forget my complaint, I will put off my sad face, and cheer up;'
18 Oh that I could comfort myself against sorrow! my heart is faint within me.
19 Who is he who will contend with me? For then would I hold my peace and give up the spirit.
20 Aren't my days few? Cease then, Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
4 As for me, is my complaint to man? Why shouldn't I be impatient?
15 What shall I say? he has both spoken to me, and himself has done it: I shall go softly all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
2 I was mute with silence. I held my peace, even from good. My sorrow was stirred.
1 "My soul is weary of my life; I will give free course to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
2 "Oh that my anguish were weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, Therefore have my words been rash.
15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have thrust my horn in the dust.
16 My face is red with weeping. Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
2 "Even today is my complaint rebellious. His hand is heavy in spite of my groaning.
13 "Be silent, leave me alone, that I may speak. Let come on me what will.
17 For I am ready to fall. My pain is continually before me.
6 I am weary with my groaning; Every night I flood my bed; I drench my couch with my tears.
16 "Now my soul is poured out within me. Days of affliction have taken hold on me.
18 He will not allow me to take my breath, But fills me with bitterness.
24 For my sighing comes before I eat, My groanings are poured out like water.
3 When I kept silence, my bones wasted away through my groaning all day long.
10 For my life is spent with sorrow, My years with sighing. My strength fails because of my iniquity. My bones are wasted away.
19 Woe is me because of my hurt! my wound is grievous: but I said, Truly this is [my] grief, and I must bear it.
3 You did say, Woe is me now! for Yahweh has added sorrow to my pain; I am weary with my groaning, and I find no rest.
2 "How long will you torment me, And crush me with words?
20 I will speak, that I may be refreshed. I will open my lips and answer.
8 I am faint and severely bruised. I have groaned by reason of the anguish of my heart.
16 I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer; I beg him with my mouth.
4 Therefore my spirit is overwhelmed within me. My heart within me is desolate.
13 When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me, My couch shall ease my complaint;'
17 You have removed my soul far off from peace; I forgot prosperity.
16 For these things I weep; my eye, my eye runs down with water; Because the comforter who should refresh my soul is far from me: My children are desolate, because the enemy has prevailed.
15 If I had said, "I will speak thus;" Behold, I would have betrayed the generation of your children.
16 When I tried to understand this, It was too painful for me;
2 "If someone ventures to talk with you, will you be grieved? But who can withhold himself from speaking?
6 I am pained and bowed down greatly. I go mourning all day long.
15 Behold, he will kill me; I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.
3 My soul is also in great anguish. But you, Yahweh--how long?
18 Why is my pain perpetual, and my wound incurable, which refuses to be healed? will you indeed be to me as a deceitful [brook], as waters that fail?
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn't rest. Days of affliction have come on me.