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THE HOLY BIBLE - Job - KING JAMES VERSION

约伯记 - 普通话

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第十六章

 

1 约伯回答说,

这样的话我听了许多。你们安慰人,反叫人愁烦。
虚空的言语有穷尽吗?有什么话惹动你回答呢?
我也能说你们那样的话。你们若处在我的境遇,我也会联络言语攻击你们,又能向你们摇头。
但我必用口坚固你们,用嘴消解你们的忧愁。
我虽说话,忧愁仍不得消解。我虽停住不说,忧愁就离开我吗?
但现在神使我困倦,使亲友远离我。
又抓住我,作见证攻击我。我身体的枯瘦,也当面见证我的不是。
主发怒撕裂我,逼迫我,向我切齿。我的敌人怒目看我。
10 他们向我开口,打我的脸羞辱我,聚会攻击我。
11 神把我交给不敬虔的人,把我扔到恶人的手中。
12 我素来安逸,他折断我,掐住我的颈项,把我摔碎。又立我为他的箭靶子。
13 他的弓箭手四面围绕我。他破裂我的肺腑,并不留情,把我的胆倾倒在地上,
14 将我破裂又破裂,如同勇士向我直闯。
15 我缝麻布在我皮肤上,把我的角放在尘土中。
16 我的脸因哭泣发紫,在我的眼皮上有死荫。
17 我的手中却无强暴。我的祈祷也是清洁。
18 地啊,不要遮盖我的血。不要阻挡我的哀求。
19 现今,在天有我的见证,在上有我的中保。
20 我的朋友讥诮我,我却向神眼泪汪汪。
21 愿人得与神辩白,如同人与朋友辩白一样。
22 因为再过几年,我必走那往而不返之路。

Job - English

           King James Version

Chapter 16

16:1   Then Job answered and said,

16:2   I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.

16:3   Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?

16:4   I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.

16:5   But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.

16:6   Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?

16:7   But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.

16:8   And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.

16:9   He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

16:10   They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.

16:11   God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.

16:12   I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

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.

16:14   He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.

16:15   I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.

16:16   My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

16:17   Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.

16:18   O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.

16:19   Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.

16:20   My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.

16:21   O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!

16:22   When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.