Jó 16 - Bíblia Online

Then Job answered and said, 
I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are all of you{+}. 
Will vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer? 
I also could speak as you{+} do; If your{+} soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you{+}, And shake my head at you{+}. 
[But] I would strengthen you{+} with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your{+} grief]. 
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased? 
But now he has made me weary: You have made desolate all my company. 
And you have shriveled me up, [which] is a witness [against me]: And my leanness rises up against me, It testifies to my face. 
He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me. 
They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully: They gather themselves together against me. 
God delivers me to the ungodly, And casts me into the hands of the wicked. 
I was at ease, and he broke me apart; Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He has also set me up for his mark. 
His archers circle me round about; He splits my reins apart, and does not spare; He pours out my gall on the ground. 
He breaks me with breach on breach; He runs on me like a giant. 
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust. 
My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death; 
Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure. 
O earth, do not cover my blood, And let my cry have no [resting]-place. 
Even now, look, my witness is in heaven, And he who vouches for me is on high. 
My companions scoff at me: [But] my eye pours out tears to God, 
That he would maintain the right of a [noble] man with God, And of a son of man with his fellow man! 
For when a few years have come, I will go the way from where I will not return. 

Jó 17

Then Job answered and said, 
I have heard many such things: Miserable comforters are all of you{+}. 
Will vain words have an end? Or what provokes you that you answer? 
I also could speak as you{+} do; If your{+} soul were in my soul's stead, I could join words together against you{+}, And shake my head at you{+}. 
[But] I would strengthen you{+} with my mouth, And the solace of my lips would assuage [your{+} grief]. 
Though I speak, my grief is not assuaged; And though I forbear, what am I eased? 
But now he has made me weary: You have made desolate all my company. 
And you have shriveled me up, [which] is a witness [against me]: And my leanness rises up against me, It testifies to my face. 
He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me; He has gnashed on me with his teeth: My adversary sharpens his eyes on me. 
They have gaped on me with their mouth; They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully: They gather themselves together against me. 
God delivers me to the ungodly, And casts me into the hands of the wicked. 
I was at ease, and he broke me apart; Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He has also set me up for his mark. 
His archers circle me round about; He splits my reins apart, and does not spare; He pours out my gall on the ground. 
He breaks me with breach on breach; He runs on me like a giant. 
I have sewed sackcloth on my skin, And have laid my horn in the dust. 
My face is red with weeping, And on my eyelids is the shadow of death; 
Although there is no violence in my hands, And my prayer is pure. 
O earth, do not cover my blood, And let my cry have no [resting]-place. 
Even now, look, my witness is in heaven, And he who vouches for me is on high. 
My companions scoff at me: [But] my eye pours out tears to God, 
That he would maintain the right of a [noble] man with God, And of a son of man with his fellow man! 
For when a few years have come, I will go the way from where I will not return. 

Jó 17