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\v 1 Job replied to Eliphaz and the others,
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\v 2 "I have heard things like that before;
\q2 all of you, instead of helping me, are only causing me to feel more miserable.
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\v 3 Will your speeches, which are only wind, never end ?
\q2 Eliphaz, what bothers you that makes you continue replying like this to me?
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\v 4 If it were you three and not I who were suffering,
\q2 I could, in your place, say the things that you are saying.
\q1 I could make great speeches to criticize you,
\q2 and I could shake my head at you to ridicule you.
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\v 5 Then you would see whether my words encouraged you or not;
\q2 you would see whether they made you feel your pain less.
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\v 6 But now, if I talk, my pain does not decrease,
\q2 and if I am silent, my pain still certainly does not go away.
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\v 7 God, you have now taken away all my strength;
\q2 you have destroyed all my family.
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\v 8 You have shriveled me up,
\q2 and people think that shows me to be a sinner.
\q1 They see that I am only skin and bones,
\q2 and they think that proves that I am guilty.
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\v 9 Because God is very angry with me and hates me,
\q2 it is as though he were a wild animal that tore me apart with his teeth
\q2 because he was my enemy.
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\v 10 People gape at me with their mouths open to sneer at me;
\q2 they have struck me on the face to ridicule me,
\q2 and they crowd around me to threaten me.
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\v 11 It is as though God has handed me over to people who refuse to honor him
\q2 and has put me into the power of the wicked.
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\v 12 Previously, I was living peacefully,
\q2 but he crushed me;
\q1 it is as though he grabbed my neck and smashed me to pieces;
\q2 it is as though he set me up like a target.
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\v 13 It is as though I were a target, and that people were surrounding me and shooting arrows at me.
\q1 God's arrows pierce my kidneys
\q2 and cause the bile from my liver to spill onto the ground;
\q2 God does not pity me at all.
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\v 14 It is as though I were a wall that he is breaking through time after time;
\q2 he rushes at me like a soldier who is attacking his enemy.
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\v 15 Because I am mourning, I wear pieces of rough cloth that I have sewed together,
\q2 and I sit here in the dirt, very depressed.
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\v 16 My face is red because I have cried very much,
\q2 and there are dark circles around my eyes.
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\v 17 All this has happened to me even though I have not acted violently toward anyone,
\q2 and even though I always pray sincerely to God.
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\v 18 When I die, I want the ground to act as though I had been murdered;
I want it to cry out against those who killed me,
\q2 and I do not want anyone to stop me while I am demanding that God act justly toward me.
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\v 19 But even now, I know that there is someone in heaven who will testify for me,
\q2 and he will say that what I have done is right.
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\v 20 My three friends scorn me,
\q2 but my eyes are full of tears while I cry out to God.
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\v 21 I pray that the one who knows what I have done would come to plead with God for me
\q2 as a person pleads for his friend.
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\v 22 I say this because within a few years I will die;
\q2 I will walk along the road to a place from which I will never return."