Job 16:20
Hebrew Text— Job 16:20My friends scoff at me. My eyes pour out tears to God,
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I sought Yahweh, and he answered me, and delivered me from all my fears.
Trust in him at all times, you people. Pour out your heart before him. God is a refuge for us.
“Turn back, and tell Hezekiah the prince of my people, ‘Yahweh, the God of David your father, says, “I have heard your prayer. I have seen your tears. Behold, I will heal you. On the third day, you will go up to Yahweh’s house.
Arise, cry out in the night, at the beginning of the watches! Pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord. Lift up your hands toward him for the life of your young children, who faint for hunger at the head of every street.
Then those who feared Yahweh spoke one with another; and Yahweh listened, and heard, and a book of memory was written before him, for those who feared Yahweh, and who honored his name.
Rejoice with those who rejoice. Weep with those who weep.
She bore him Zimran, Jokshan, Medan, Midian, Ishbak, and Shuah.
Jacob said to Pharaoh, “The years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. The days of the years of my life have been few and evil. They have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.”
The children of Israel cried to Yahweh, saying, “We have sinned against you, even because we have forsaken our God, and have served the Baals.”
Samuel judged Israel all the days of his life.
“If you set your heart aright, stretch out your hands toward him.
Then came there to him all his brothers, and all his sisters, and all those who had been of his acquaintance before, and ate bread with him in his house. They comforted him, and consoled him concerning all the evil that Yahweh had brought on him. Everyone also gave him a piece of money, and everyone a ring of gold.
My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Why are you so far from helping me, and from the words of my groaning?
All those who see me mock me. They insult me with their lips. They shake their heads, saying,
Deliver me from all my transgressions. Don’t make me the reproach of the foolish.
Evening, morning, and at noon, I will cry out in distress. He will hear my voice.
I am weary with my crying. My throat is dry. My eyes fail looking for my God.
I have also become a reproach to them. When they see me, they shake their head.
Your eyes saw my body. In your book they were all written, the days that were ordained for me, when as yet there were none of them.
Of Edom, Yahweh of Armies says: “Is wisdom no more in Teman? Has counsel perished from the prudent? Has their wisdom vanished?
She weeps bitterly in the night. Her tears are on her cheeks. Among all her lovers she has no one to comfort her. All her friends have dealt treacherously with her. They have become her enemies.
“Yet even now,” says Yahweh, “turn to me with all your heart, and with fasting, and with weeping, and with mourning.”
but the very hairs of your head are all numbered.
He went forward a little, fell on his face, and prayed, saying, “My Father, if it is possible, let this cup pass away from me; nevertheless, not what I desire, but what you desire.”
About the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lima sabachthani?” That is, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Jesus cried again with a loud voice, and yielded up his spirit.
Early in the morning, while it was still dark, he rose up and went out, and departed into a deserted place, and prayed there.
At the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani?” which is, being interpreted, “My God, my God, why have you forsaken me?”
Jesus cried out with a loud voice, and gave up the spirit.
Many of the Jews had joined the women around Martha and Mary, to console them concerning their brother.
These all died in faith, not having received the promises, but having seen them and embraced them from afar, and having confessed that they were strangers and pilgrims on the earth.
Beloved, I beg you as foreigners and pilgrims, to abstain from fleshly lusts, which war against the soul;
for the Lamb who is in the middle of the throne shepherds them and leads them to springs of life-giving waters. And God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.”
The sons of Eliphaz were Teman, Omar, Zepho, and Gatam, and Kenaz.
“ ‘The land shall not be sold in perpetuity, for the land is mine; for you are strangers and live as foreigners with me.
Hannah answered, “No, my lord, I am a woman of a sorrowful spirit. I have not been drinking wine or strong drink, but I poured out my soul before Yahweh.
For we must die, and are like water spilled on the ground, which can’t be gathered up again; neither does God take away life, but devises means, that he who is banished not be an outcast from him.
This is the word that Yahweh has spoken concerning him: ‘The virgin daughter of Zion has despised you and ridiculed you. The daughter of Jerusalem has shaken her head at you.
For we are strangers before you, and foreigners, as all our fathers were. Our days on the earth are as a shadow, and there is no remaining.
Jehoshaphat was alarmed, and set himself to seek to Yahweh. He proclaimed a fast throughout all Judah.
Then I proclaimed a fast there, at the river Ahava, that we might humble ourselves before our God, to seek from him a straight way for us, and for our little ones, and for all our possessions.
Should your boastings make men hold their peace? When you mock, will no man make you ashamed?
Then Eliphaz the Temanite answered,
They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.
“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
“But now those who are younger than I have me in derision, whose fathers I considered unworthy to put with my sheep dogs.
Depart from me, all you workers of iniquity, for Yahweh has heard the voice of my weeping.
For he has not despised nor abhorred the affliction of the afflicted, Neither has he hidden his face from him; but when he cried to him, he heard.
They who render evil for good are also adversaries to me, because I follow what is good.
My tears have been my food day and night, while they continually ask me, “Where is your God?”
Be merciful to me, Lord, for I call to you all day long.
He will call on me, and I will answer him. I will be with him in trouble. I will deliver him, and honor him.
We have sinned with our fathers. We have committed iniquity. We have done wickedly.
Blessed are those who keep his statutes, who seek him with their whole heart.
I am a stranger on the earth. Don’t hide your commandments from me.
Take away my disgrace that I dread, for your ordinances are good.
Yahweh will keep your going out and your coming in, from this time forward, and forever more.
I spread out my hands to you. My soul thirsts for you, like a parched land.
Yahweh, in trouble they have visited you. They poured out a prayer when your chastening was on them.
this is the word which Yahweh has spoken concerning him. The virgin daughter of Zion has despised you and ridiculed you. The daughter of Jerusalem has shaken her head at you.
All that pass by clap their hands at you. They hiss and wag their head at the daughter of Jerusalem, saying, “Is this the city that men called ‘The perfection of beauty, the joy of the whole earth’?”
“At that time Michael will stand up, the great prince who stands for the children of your people; and there will be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation even to that same time. At that time your people will be delivered, everyone who is found written in the book.
But about midnight Paul and Silas were praying and singing hymns to God, and the prisoners were listening to them.
In the same way, the Spirit also helps our weaknesses, for we don’t know how to pray as we ought. But the Spirit himself makes intercession for us with groanings which can’t be uttered.
Therefore he is also able to save to the uttermost those who draw near to God through him, seeing that he lives forever to make intercession for them.
Therefore, receiving a Kingdom that can’t be shaken, let’s have grace, through which we serve God acceptably, with reverence and awe,
For what glory is it if, when you sin, you patiently endure beating? But if, when you do well, you patiently endure suffering, this is commendable with God.
Yet now, if you will, forgive their sin—and if not, please blot me out of your book which you have written.”
I also could speak as you do. If your soul were in my soul’s place, I could join words together against you, and shake my head at you,
Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
Allow me, and I also will speak; After I have spoken, mock on.
Hear my prayer, Yahweh! Let my cry come to you.
In return for my love, they are my adversaries; but I am in prayer.
Take reproach and contempt away from me, for I have kept your statutes.
I pour out my complaint before him. I tell him my troubles.
Your mighty men, Teman, will be dismayed, to the end that everyone may be cut off from the mountain of Esau by slaughter.
He, in the days of his flesh, having offered up prayers and petitions with strong crying and tears to him who was able to save him from death, and having been heard for his godly fear,
They gathered together to Mizpah, and drew water, and poured it out before Yahweh, and fasted on that day, and said there, “We have sinned against Yahweh.” Samuel judged the children of Israel in Mizpah.
Now when Job’s three friends heard of all this evil that had come on him, they each came from his own place: Eliphaz the Temanite, Bildad the Shuhite, and Zophar the Naamathite; and they made an appointment together to come to sympathize with him and to comfort him.
I am like one who is a joke to his neighbor, I, who called on God, and he answered. The just, the blameless man is a joke.
I am weary with my groaning. Every night I flood my bed. I drench my couch with my tears.
“Hear my prayer, Yahweh, and give ear to my cry. Don’t be silent at my tears. For I am a stranger with you, a foreigner, as all my fathers were.
You count my wanderings. You put my tears into your container. Aren’t they in your book?
My eyes are dim from grief. I have called on you daily, Yahweh. I have spread out my hands to you.