Job:15:27: Because he covereth his face with his fatness, and maketh collops of fat on his flanks.
Job:15:28: And he dwelleth in desolate cities, and in houses which no man inhabiteth, which are ready to become heaps.
Job:15:29: He shall not be rich, neither shall his substance continue, neither shall he prolong the perfection thereof upon the earth.
Job:15:30: He shall not depart out of darkness; the flame shall dry up his branches, and by the breath of his mouth shall he go away.
Job:15:31: Let not him that is deceived trust in vanity: for vanity shall be his recompence.
Job:15:32: It shall be accomplished before his time, and his branch shall not be green.
Job:15:33: He shall shake off his unripe grape as the vine, and shall cast off his flower as the olive.
Job:15:34: For the congregation of hypocrites shall be desolate, and fire shall consume the tabernacles of bribery.
Job:15:35: They conceive mischief, and bring forth vanity, and their belly prepareth deceit.
Chapter 16
Job:16:1: Then Job answered and said,
Job:16:2: I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
Job:16:3: Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
Job:16:4: 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.
Job:16:5: But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
Job:16:6: Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
Job:16:7: But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
Job:16:8: 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.
Job:16:9: He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
Job:16:10: They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
Job:16:11: God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
Job:16:12: 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.
Job:16:13: His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
Job:16:14: He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
Job:16:15: I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
Job:16:16: My face is foul with weeping, and my eyelids is the shadow of death;
Job:16:17: Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
Job:16:18: O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
Job:16:19: Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
