Job 16:11-22
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 16
11God hands me over to criminals, And tosses me into the hands of the wicked. 12I was at ease, but He shattered me, And He has grasped me by my neck and shaken me to pieces; He has also set me up as His target. 13His arrows surround me. He splits my kidneys open without mercy; He pours out my bile on the ground. 14He breaks through me with breach after breach; He runs at me like a warrior. 15I have sewed sackcloth over my skin, And thrust my horn in the dust. 16My face is flushed from weeping, And deep darkness is on my eyelids, 17Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure. 18'Earth, do not cover my blood, And may there be no resting place for my cry. 19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, And my advocate is on high. 20My friends are my scoffers; My eye weeps to God, 21That one might plead for a man with God As a son of man with his neighbor! 22For when a few years are past, I shall go the way of no return.King James Version
Chapter 16
11God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. 12I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. 13His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. 14He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. 15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. 16My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
18O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
19Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
20My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
21O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
22When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 16
11God hands me over to the unjust; he throws me to the wicked. 12I was at ease, but he shattered me; he seized me by the scruff of the neck and smashed me to pieces. He set me up as his target; 13his archers surround me. He pierces my kidneys without mercy and pours my bile on the ground.
14He breaks through my defenses again and again; he charges at me like a warrior.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin; I have buried my strength in the dust.
16My face has grown red with weeping, and darkness covers my eyes,
17although my hands are free from violence and my prayer is pure.
18Earth, do not cover my blood; may my cry for help find no resting place.
19Even now my witness is in heaven, and my advocate is in the heights!
20My friends scoff at me as I weep before God.
21I wish that someone might argue for a man with God just as anyone would for a friend.
22For only a few years will pass before I go the way of no return.
New Living Translation
12'I was living quietly until he shattered me. He took me by the neck and broke me in pieces. Then he set me up as his target,
13and now his archers surround me. His arrows pierce me without mercy. The ground is wet with my blood.
14Again and again he smashes against me, charging at me like a warrior.
15I wear burlap to show my grief. My pride lies in the dust.
16My eyes are red with weeping; dark shadows circle my eyes.
17Yet I have done no wrong, and my prayer is pure.
18'O earth, do not conceal my blood. Let it cry out on my behalf.
19Even now my witness is in heaven. My advocate is there on high.
20My friends scorn me, but I pour out my tears to God.
21I need someone to mediate between God and me, as a person mediates between friends.
22For soon I must go down that road from which I will never return.
English Standard Version
Chapter 16
11God gives me up to the ungodly and casts me into the hands of the wicked. 12I was at ease, and he broke me apart; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces; he set me up as his target; 13his archers surround me. He slashes open my kidneys and does not spare; he pours out my gall on the ground. 14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior. 15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin and have laid my strength in the dust. 16My face is red with weeping, and on my eyelids is deep darkness, 17although there is no violence in my hands, and my prayer is pure. 18“O earth, cover not my blood, and let my cry find no resting place. 19Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he who testifies for me is on high. 20My friends scorn me; my eye pours out tears to God, 21that he would argue the case of a man with God, as a son of man does with his neighbor. 22For when a few years have come I shall go the way from which I shall not return.New International Version
Chapter 16
11God has turned me over to the ungodly and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked. 12All was well with me, but he shattered me; he seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has made me his target; 13his archers surround me. Without pity, he pierces my kidneys and spills my gall on the ground.
14Again and again he bursts upon me; he rushes at me like a warrior.
15I have sewed sackcloth over my skin and buried my brow in the dust.
16My face is red with weeping, dark shadows ring my eyes;
New King James Version