Job 16,17
Job said to his friend "I have heard many things like these; miserable comforters are you all! I also could speak like you, if you were in my place. But my mouth would encourage you; comfort from my lips would bring you relief."
Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clan hands will grow stronger.
Where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?
It is cold comfort his friends have to give.
How easy for them to talk, when it is Job who bears the pain.
God has worn him out with suffering and the cruelty of others. The pictures Job paints convey his intense, unbearable agony - a tortured body and a mind tormented at the thought that God could do all this to him.
Even now he cannot believe God is unjust; there must be one who will plead his cause in heaven. If his case rests till he is dead, what hope is there.
Why?
Cold comforter had been given from Job's friend, those words did not encourage him. These are not friends to him.
Where is my hope? Job wanted to speak to God he is innocent to the guilt.
Job will hold his way of righteous.
God is my only hope, God would not forsake me!
How?
I can not say anything about the suffering or misery. God is the sovereign Lord.
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