14 He breaks through my defenses again and again;[a]
He charges at me like a warrior.(A)

15 I have sewn sackcloth over my skin;
I have buried my strength[b] in the dust.(B)
16 My face has grown red with weeping,
and darkness(C) covers my eyes,
17 although my hands are free from violence(D)
and my prayer is pure.

18 Earth, do not cover my blood;
may my cry for help find no resting place.(E)
19 Even now my witness is in heaven,
and my advocate is in the heights!(F)
20 My friends scoff at me
as I weep before God.
21 I wish that someone might arbitrate
between a man and God(G)
just as a man pleads for his friend.
22 For only a few years will pass
before I go the way of no return.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 16:14 Lit through me, breach on breach
  2. Job 16:15 Lit horn

14 Again and again(A) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.(B)

15 “I have sewed sackcloth(C) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.(D)
16 My face is red with weeping,(E)
    dark shadows ring my eyes;(F)
17 yet my hands have been free of violence(G)
    and my prayer is pure.(H)

18 “Earth, do not cover my blood;(I)
    may my cry(J) never be laid to rest!(K)
19 Even now my witness(L) is in heaven;(M)
    my advocate is on high.(N)
20 My intercessor(O) is my friend[a](P)
    as my eyes pour out(Q) tears(R) to God;
21 on behalf of a man he pleads(S) with God
    as one pleads for a friend.

22 “Only a few years will pass
    before I take the path of no return.(T)

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  1. Job 16:20 Or My friends treat me with scorn