13 His archers surround me.
He pierces my [a]heart and does not pity;
He pours out my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with wound upon wound;
He runs at me like a [b]warrior.

15 “I have sewn sackcloth over my skin,
And (A)laid my [c]head in the dust.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 16:13 Lit. kidneys
  2. Job 16:14 Vg. giant
  3. Job 16:15 Lit. horn

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