15:34. For the congregation of the hypocrite is barren, and fire shall devour their tabernacles, who love to take bribes. 15:35. He hath conceived sorrow, and hath brought forth iniquity, and his womb prepareth deceits. Job Chapter 16 Job expostulates with his friends: and appeals to the judgment of God. 16:1. Then Job answered, and said: 16:2. I have often heard such things as these: you are all troublesome comforters. 16:3. Shall windy words have no end? or is it any trouble to thee to speak? 16:4. I also could speak like you: and would God your soul were for my soul. 16:5. I would comfort you also with words, and would wag my head over you. 16:6. I would strengthen you with my mouth, and would move my lips, as sparing you. 16:7. 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. 16:8. But now my sorrow hath oppressed me, and all my limbs are brought to nothing. 16:9. My wrinkles bear witness against me, and a false speaker riseth up against my face, contradicting me. 16:10. 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. 16:11. They have opened their mouths upon me, and reproaching me they have struck me on the cheek, they are filled with my pains. 16:12. God hath shut me up with the unjust man, and hath delivered me into the hands of the wicked. 16:13. 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. 16:14. 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, 16:15. He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant. 16:16. I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes. 16:17. My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim. 16:18. These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God. 16:19. O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee. 16:20. For behold my witness is in heaven, and he that knoweth my conscience is on high. 16:21. My friends are full of words: my eye poureth out tears to God. 16:22. And O that a man might so be judged with God, as the son of man is judged with his companion! 16:23. For behold short years pass away, and I am walking in a path by which I shall not return. Job Chapter 17 Job's hope in God: he expects rest in death. 17:1. My spirit shall be wasted, my days shall be shortened and only the grave remaineth for me. 17:2. I have not sinned, and my eye abideth in bitterness. Not sinned... That is, I am not guilty of such sins as they charge me with. 17:3. Deliver me, O Lord, and set me beside thee, and let any man's hand fight against me.