“I was at ease.
God broke me in two.
God seized me by the neck.
God dashed me to pieces.
God set me up as his target.
God’s archers surround me.
God slashes open my kidneys.
God shows no mercy.
God pours out my gall on the ground.
God bursts upon me again and again.
God rushes at me like a warrior.
I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin.
I have laid my strength in the dust.
My face is red with weeping.
Deep darkness is on my eyelids.
Although there is no violence in my hands,
My prayer is pure.”
Job was very explicit. God was picking on him. God had broken him in two. God had seized him by the neck. God had broken him into pieces. Job had become a target having arrows coming at him. God had not shown him any mercy. God had slashed his kidneys and gall bladder. God had rushed at him like a warrior. As a result, Job said that he sewed his skin with sackcloth, a very course fabric worn next to the skin. His strength was in the dust. His face was red with crying tears. His eyes were darkened. Still there was no violence in Job’s hands. His prayer remained pure. Job is almost indignant that God is picking on him.