### Douay Rheims Bible

Job 15

## The Book of Job

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| # Chapter 16
#### 1 | Then Job answered, and said:
#### 2 | I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters.
#### 3 | Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak?
#### 4 | I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul.
#### 5 | I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you.
#### 6 | I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you.
#### 7 | But what shall I do? If I speak, my pain will not rest: and if I hold my peace, it will not depart from me.
#### 8 | But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing.
#### 9 | My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me.
#### 10 | He hath gathered together his fury against me, and threatening me he hath gnashed with his teeth upon me: my enemy hath beheld me with terrible eyes.
#### 11 | They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains.
#### 12 | God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked.
#### 13 | I that was formerly so wealthy, am all on a sudden broken to pieces: he hath taken me by my neck, he hath broken me, and hath set me up to be his mark.
#### 14 | He hath compassed me round about with his lances, he hath wounded my loins, he hath not spared, and hath poured out my bowels on the earth.
#### 15 | He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
#### 16 | I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
#### 17 | My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
#### 18 | These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
#### 19 | O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.
#### 20 | For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high.
#### 21 | My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God.
#### 22 | And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion!
#### 23 | For behold short years pass away and I am walking in a path by which l shall not return.

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