1 Then Job answered and said, |
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you. |
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief. |
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me. |
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. |
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. |
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. |
16 My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure. |
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place. |
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. |
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour! |
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? |
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? |
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them. |
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. |
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. |
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. |
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. |
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. |
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. |
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. |
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister. |
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? |
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. |
There is one fundamental difference between Job and his friends: Job tries to speak to God, while his friends speak about God. In practice, this means that what Job says has to do with life, while what his friends say, however correct, is abstract. Recognising this, Job calls his friends' speeches empty chatter. In their place, he would say something similar himself; in other words, for Job, his friends' speeches are determined by the fact that it is he, not they, who is suffering. They really are worthless comforters, though we cannot say with certainty that comforting him is even their aim.
It is important that, for Job himself, his words are not a therapeutic device: words do not make his suffering disappear. He cries out to God not to escape his torments but to find the path of life within them. Job is shattered by disaster and, as far as we can judge, is aware of his defencelessness. This is one way to understand the words of 16:8, which are difficult to grasp in the Synodal translation. Ancient and modern translations of this verse allow it to be understood as follows: God lays his hand on Job, and God himself also becomes the witness against him and his Judge. In these judicial proceedings, impossible from a human point of view, Job's being in the wrong is predetermined, for there is no one to defend him. Job had hoped that his friends would testify in his favour—put simply, that they would pray to God with him and for him—but they do not. Only Job himself says that he knows of no guilt on his part.
In this tragic situation, Job's faith suggests a way out that is impossible from his friends' point of view: he calls on God himself to become his defender, the Witness in Job's favour. If God is everything to a person, if he judges and also testifies to human sins and rises against the wicked, then let him himself also defend the one who has been cast down! Job repeats his lament that it is impossible to contend with God, because there is no one higher who could judge between God and a human being. ‘Defend me; be yourself my surety before yourself,’ Job cries, because there is no one else to stand surety for him: his friends lack mercy. In chapter 17, Job grieves that few days remain to him and that he will go down to the grave. As he sees it, it will then be too late to plead his case; nothing will be able to change. He therefore asks God to become his Defender now, while Job is still alive. Unlike his friends, Job here follows precisely the Revelation God gave through the biblical prophets.
1 Then Job answered and said, |
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you. |
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief. |
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me. |
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. |
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. |
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. |
16 My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure. |
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place. |
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. |
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour! |
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? |
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? |
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them. |
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. |
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. |
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. |
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. |
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. |
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. |
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. |
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister. |
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? |
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. |
In response to his friends' speeches, Job turns to God. He understands that he will hear nothing new from his friends. Just as he understands that there can be no question of support from them. He reproaches his friends: if you were in my place and I comforted you in just this way, how would you feel? Yet, on the other hand, Job understands that his case is not a human matter. It cannot be contained within the bounds of ordinary human religiosity. Only God Himself can resolve it. And Job longs to reach God. He has only one desire: to speak with God face to face, just as one person can speak with another. To do the very thing his friends consider utterly impossible, even blasphemous.
But for Job this is his only chance: if God shows him not only His power but also His face, then some meaning may enter his life. Job can no longer find meaning along religious paths. He already knows all the traditional answers, but they can do nothing to help him. The situation is extraordinary. His friends, however, simply cannot understand this. Or rather, they do not want to. They would dearly like everything to be as it was before, so that they would not have to reconsider anything in their own lives or their own religiosity. Hence the unrelenting desire of all three friends to turn night into day, as Job puts it.
To Job it is obvious that his former life has collapsed, that it has passed away for good. That he cannot be cured. That what he needs is not a cure but resurrection, a complete renewal of his whole life. Job is beginning to sense this. He already understands that there is now only one road open to him: down to Sheol. If God can show him another, it can only be through a miracle, a miracle his friends do not even contemplate. Night can turn into day for Job if God so wills. His friends, however, want to persuade him that there is no night at all, that he has merely found himself in life's shadows. He has entered a dark patch, so to speak, but never mind: things will soon brighten up. The shadow will vanish. Night will turn into day.
The main thing is patience and trust in God. It is these words about patience and trust that infuriate Job most of all. Because they are spoken by people who have never experienced anything like what Job is experiencing now. When someone has Sheol ahead of him, those staying behind would do better simply to keep silent, rather than encourage the one descending there with cheerful platitudes and religious moralizing. But Job's friends cannot understand this, and Job cannot understand why such obvious things simply fail to get through to them.
1 Then Job answered and said, |
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you. |
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief. |
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me. |
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. |
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. |
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. |
16 My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure. |
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place. |
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. |
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour! |
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? |
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? |
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them. |
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. |
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. |
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. |
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. |
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. |
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. |
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. |
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister. |
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? |
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. |
Answering Eliphaz, Job tells his friends directly that they do not understand him at all and do not want to understand him (Job 16:2-3). He says to them: if I were in your place and you in mine, it would cost me nothing to "comfort" you in the same way with meaningless general phrases and common religious truths (Job 16:4-5). Meanwhile, Job is waiting for an answer not from his friends at all, but from God (Job 16:20). He accuses God precisely of his misfortunes, asserting that none other than God Himself has abandoned him to the mercy of fate, as the wicked are abandoned, destroyed his family, and sent him an illness that Job did not deserve at all (Job 16:6-17). And yet Job speaks of his heavenly Advocate (Job 16:18-19). At first glance this transition from despair to hope may seem inconsistent. But the seeming inconsistency is resolved at once (Job 16:21-22).
As we can see, Job connects his hopes precisely with the fact that a face-to-face meeting with God, like a person's meeting with another person, is still possible. Then there is hope that God will value Job's righteousness by relating His holiness to a human measure. For now, however, Job has to defend his righteousness not only before God, but also before his friends, who do not want to understand him or support him in his search for meaning. Job perceives his friends' words as nothing but mockery (Job 17:1-2). He asks God to stand up for him before his friends, whose heart, in his own words, is "closed to understanding" (Job 17:4-7).
Job has no doubt that his friends are being hypocritical in their communication with him (Job 17:8-9). Religious fear makes them fail to notice the obvious: Job's situation is such that it cannot fit into any traditional religious framework; from that point of view Job has no hope and can have none (Job 17:13-16). But Job's friends behave toward him as though his situation were completely ordinary, as though nothing special had happened, and as though it were enough simply to wait a little and everything would normalize by itself and become as it was before. In Job's own words, they "try to turn night into day" (Job 17:10-12). It is no wonder that Job finds no true wisdom in his friends' words, and that all their consolations only irritate him.
1 Then Job answered and said, |
2 I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all. |
3 Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest? |
4 I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul's stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you. |
5 But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief. |
6 Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased? |
7 But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company. |
8 And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face. |
9 He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me. |
10 They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me. |
11 God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked. |
12 I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark. |
13 His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground. |
14 He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant. |
15 I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust. |
16 My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death; |
17 Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure. |
18 O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place. |
19 Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high. |
20 My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God. |
21 O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour! |
22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return. |
1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. |
2 Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation? |
3 Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me? |
4 For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them. |
5 He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
6 He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret. |
7 Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow. |
8 Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite. |
9 The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. |
10 But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you. |
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart. |
12 They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness. |
13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness. |
14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou are my mother, and my sister. |
15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? |
16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust. |
Job calls his friends miserable comforters and rejects their speeches. Indeed, they have moved far too easily from consolation to reproach. Yet Job also understands that if he himself were in the accusers' place, he might behave in the same way they do; he now understands many things more deeply than his friends. When Job says that God has delivered him to the lawless and cast him into the hands of the wicked, one may conclude that he counts among them the self-confident accusers who try to lecture him under the claim of friendship.
But after his speech might be taken as a complaint against God, Job calls out to Him. Although Job wants to contend with God, even as he challenges Him he is not deprived of faith and hope in Him. He asks the Lord to protect him not only from disasters but also from those people whose heart is closed to understanding... who consign their friends as spoil, that is, who abandon them in distress. Through his despair and utter bewilderment we can see that, in spite of everything, Job's attachment to God does not leave him.
After registering, you can subscribe to any Bible reading plan. Personalized settings and other services for registered users are planned, so we recommend registering now. Registration is free. | ||
| ||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||||