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Job 16:13

A Conservative Version

His archers encompass me round about. He splits my reins apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall upon the ground.

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He draws it forth, and it comes out of his body, yea, the glittering point comes out of his gall. Terrors are upon him.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which my spirit drinks up. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

My eyes fail with tears, my heart is troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young sons and the sucklings faint in the streets of the city.

and he did not spare the ancient world, but preserved Noah, the eighth, a herald of righteousness, when he brought on a flood upon the world of the irreverent,

He who did not even spare his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how will he not also give us all things with him?

Therefore, as I live, says lord LORD, surely, because thou have defiled my sanctuary with all thy detestable things, and with all thine abominations, therefore I also will diminish [thee], nor shall my eye spare. And I also will ha

He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.

whom I, even I, shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.

And be it still my consolation, yea, let me exult (in pain that does not spare), that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

LORD will not pardon him, but then the anger of LORD and his jealousy will smoke against that man, and all the curse that is written in this book shall lay upon him, and LORD will blot out his name from under heaven.

The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and persecute him,

His troops come on together, and cast up their way against me, and encamp round about my tent.

Is there any number of his armies? And upon whom does his light not arise?

He has bent his bow like an enemy. He has stood with his right hand as an adversary, and has slain all who were pleasant to the eye. He has poured out his wrath like fire in the tent of the daughter of Zion.

He has turned aside my ways, and pulled me in pieces. He has made me desolate.




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