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The Catholic Study Bible A special version of the New American Bible, with a wealth of background information useful to Catholics.

Chapter 16

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Job's Fourth Reply. 1Then Job answered and said:

2I have heard this sort of thing many times. y Jb 12, 3 . Wearisome comforters are you all! 3Is there no end to windy words? Or what sickness have you that you speak on? 4I also could talk as you do, were you in my place. I could declaim over you, or wag my head at you; 5I could strengthen you with talk, or shake my head with silent lips. 6If I speak, this pain I have will not be checked; if I leave off, it will not depart from me. 7But now that I am exhausted and stunned, all my company has closed in on me. 8As a witness there rises up my traducer, speaking openly against me; 9I am the prey his wrath assails, he gnashes his teeth against me. My enemies lord it over me; 10their mouths are agape to bite me. They smite me on the cheek insultingly; they are all enlisted against me. 11God has given me over to the impious; into the clutches of the wicked he has cast me. 12I was in peace, but he dislodged me; he seized me by the neck and dashed me to pieces. He has set me up for a target; 13his arrows strike me from all directions, He pierces my sides without mercy, he pours out my gall upon the ground. 14He pierces me with thrust upon thrust; he attacks me like a warrior. 15I have fastened sackcloth over my skin, and have laid my brow in the dust. 16My face is inflamed with weeping and there is darkness over my eyes, 17Although my hands are free from violence, and my prayer is sincere. 18O earth, cover not my blood, nor let my outcry come to rest!* 19Even now, behold, my witness* is in heaven, and my spokesman is on high. 20My friends it is who wrong me; before God my eyes drop tears, 21That he may do justice for a mortal in his presence and decide between a man and his neighbor. 22For my years are numbered now, and I am on a journey from which I shall not return.

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y: Jb 12, 3 .

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