6 “Though I speak, my grief is not subsided.
Though I forbear, what am I eased? 7 But now, God, you have surely worn me out.
You have made desolate all my company. 8 You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me.
My leanness rises up against me.
It testifies to my face. 9 He has torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me.
He has gnashed on me with his teeth.
My adversary sharpens his eyes on me. 10 They have gaped on me with their mouth.
They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully.
They gather themselves together against me. 11 God delivers me to the ungodly,
and casts me into the hands of the wicked. 12 I was at ease, and he broke me apart.
Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces.
He has also set me up for his target. 13 His archers surround me.
He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare.
He pours out my gall on the ground. 14 He breaks me with breach on breach.
He runs on me like a giant. 15 I have sewed sackcloth on my skin,
and have thrust my horn in the dust. 16 My face is red with weeping.
Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 16:6-16
Commentary on Job 16:6-16
(Read Job 16:6-16)
Here is a doleful representation of Job's grievances. What reason we have to bless God, that we are not making such complaints! Even good men, when in great troubles, have much ado not to entertain hard thoughts of God. Eliphaz had represented Job as unhumbled under his affliction: No, says Job, I know better things; the dust is now the fittest place for me. In this he reminds us of Christ, who was a man of sorrows, and pronounced those blessed that mourn, for they shall be comforted.