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Sunday, 12 July 2026.

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Job 16 (RVR1960) Prophets and Kings


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 on 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.


Chapter 20—Naaman


“Now Naaman, captain of the host of the king of Syria, was a great man with his master, and honorable, because by him the Lord had given deliverance unto Syria: he was also a mighty man in valor, but he was a leper.”


Ben-hadad, king of Syria, had defeated the armies of Israel in the battle which resulted in the death of Ahab. Since that time the Syrians had maintained against Israel a constant border warfare, and in one of their raids they had carried away a little maid who, in the land of her captivity, “waited on Naaman’s wife.” A slave, far from her home, this little maid was nevertheless one of God’s witnesses, unconsciously fulfilling the purpose for which God had chosen Israel as His people. As she ministered in that heathen home, her sympathies were aroused in behalf of her master; and, remembering the wonderful miracles of healing wrought through Elisha, she said to her mistress, “Would God my lord were with the prophet that is in Samaria! for he would recover him of his leprosy.” She knew that the power of Heaven was with Elisha, and she believed that by this power Naaman could be healed.


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