Berean Standard Bible
Job 16:14-22
14He breaks me with wound upon wound; He rushes me like a mighty warrior.
15I have sewn sackcloth over my skin;I have buried my horn in the dust.16My face is red with weeping,and deep shadows ring my eyes;17yet my hands are free of violenceand my prayer is pure.
18O earth, do not cover my blood;may my cry for help never be laid to rest.19Even now my witness is in heaven,and my advocate is on high.20My friends are my scoffersas my eyes pour out tears to God.21Oh, that a man might plead with Godas he pleads with his neighbor!22For when only a few years are pastI will go the way of no return.
Commentaries on Job 16
- Adam Clarke Bible Commentary
- Barnes’ Notes on the Bible
- Matthew Henry Concise Commentary
- Tyndale Open Study Notes
- Jamieson–Fausset–Brown Commentary
- Rashi on Tanakh
- Keil & Delitzsch Commentary
- John Wesley’s Notes
- Darby Translation Notes
- Geneva Bible Translation Notes
- Kingcomments
- Matthew Henry’s Complete Commentary
- Matthew Henry’s Modern English Commentary
- Seventh-day Adventist Bible Commentary
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