Job
Job 16 ©
1Job reproveth his friends of inhumanity toward him: 7he pathetically describeth his unhappy case; 17still protesting his innocence, for which he maketh appeal to God.
THEN Job answered and said,
I have heard many asuch things: 1miserable comforters are ye all.
Shall 2vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
But now he hath made me fweary: thou hast gmade desolate all hmy company.
And thou ihast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my jleanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
God 4hath odelivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
My friends 6scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
When 8a few years are come, then I shall go the way fwhence I shall not return.