Job 16:11-21
11
God has turned me over to evil men
and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.
12
All was well with me, but he shattered me;
he seized me by the neck and crushed me.
He has made me his target;
13
his archers surround me.
Without pity, he pierces my kidneys
and spills my gall on the ground.
14
Again and again he bursts upon me;
he rushes at me like a warrior.
15
“I have sewed sackcloth over my skin
and buried my brow in the dust.
16
My face is red with weeping,
deep shadows ring my eyes;
17
yet my hands have been free of violence
and my prayer is pure.
18
“O earth, do not cover my blood;
may my cry never be laid to rest!
19
Even now my witness is in heaven;
my advocate is on high.
20
My intercessor is my friend
as my eyes pour out tears to God;
21
on behalf of a man he pleads with God
as a man pleads for his friend.