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16:13 His {n} archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall {o} upon the ground.
(n) His manifold afflictions.
(o) I am wounded to the heart.
16:13 His archers - Whoever are our enemies, we must look on them as God's archers, and see him directing the arrow.
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.
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Apart Archers Arrows Asunder Body Bowmen Cleaveth Compass Drained Earth Encompass Gall Ground Kidneys Life Mercy Open Pierces Pity Poureth Pours Reins Round Spare Splits Surround
