Job’s replied to his friend and commented on his state

Summary

  • Job replied to his friend criticizing him of being a bad comforter; he gave some insights how he would advise if the role is of reverse;
  • Job mentioned that he did not do anything wrong and his prayer us pure or sincere.

Job 16:1,3-22
1 I have heard words like that before;  the comfort you give is only torment.
[3]Are you going to keep on talking for ever?  Do you always have to have the last word?
[4]If you were in my place and I in yours, I could say everything you are saying. I could shake my head wisely     and drown you with a flood of words.
[5]I could strengthen you with advice     and keep talking to comfort you.
[6]But nothing I say helps,     and being silent does not calm my pain.
[7]You have worn me out, God;     you have let my family be killed.    
[8]You have seized me; you are my enemy. I am skin and bones,     and people take that as proof of my guilt.
[9]In anger God tears me limb from limb;     he glares at me with hate.
[10]People sneer at me;     they crowd round me and slap my face.
[11]God has handed me over to evil people.
[12]I was living in peace,     but God took me by the throat     and battered me and crushed me. God uses me for target practice    
[13]and shoots arrows at me from every side —     arrows that pierce and wound me;     and even then he shows no pity.
[14]He wounds me again and again;     he attacks like a soldier gone mad with hate.
[15]I mourn and wear clothes made of sackcloth,     and I sit here in the dust defeated.
[16]I have cried until my face is red,     and my eyes are swollen and circled with shadows,    
[17]but I am not guilty of any violence,     and my prayer to God is sincere.
[18]O Earth, don’t hide the wrongs done to me! Don’t let my call for justice be silenced!
[19]There is someone in heaven     to stand up for me and take my side.
[20]My friends scorn me;     my eyes pour out tears to God.
[21]I want someone to plead with God for me,     as one pleads for a friend.
[22]My years are passing now,     and I walk the road of no return.

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