Job reproveth his friends of unmercifulness.
Job 16:1 Then Job answered and said, Job 16:2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. Job 16:3 Shall vain words have an end? or what provoketh thee that thou answerest? Job 16:4 I also could speak as ye do; if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you, and shake mine head at you. Job 16:5 [But] I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the solace of my lips should assuage [your grief]. Job 16:6 Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
He sheweth the pitifulness of his case.
Job 16:7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. Job 16:8 And thou hast laid fast hold on me, [which] is a witness [against me]: and my leanness riseth up against me, it testifieth to my face. Job 16:9 He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; he hath gnashed upon me with his teeth: mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me. Job 16:10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully: they gather themselves together against me. Job 16:11 God delivereth me to the ungodly, and casteth me into the hands of the wicked. Job 16:12 I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: he hath also set me up for his mark. Job 16:13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. Job 16:14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach; he runneth upon me like a giant. Job 16:15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and have laid my horn in the dust. Job 16:16 My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
He maintaineth his innocency.
Job 16:17 Although there is no violence in mine hands, and my prayer is pure. Job 16:18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no [resting] place. Job 16:19 Even now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and he that coucheth for me is on high. Job 16:20 My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out tears unto God; Job 16:21 That he would maintain the right of a man with God, and of a son of man with his neighbour! Job 16:22 For when a few years are come, I shall go the way whence I shall not return.