Hiob 23:2
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Auch heute noch ist meine Klage bitter; seine Hand preßt mir schwere Seufzer aus!
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This chapter begins Job's reply to Eliphaz. In this reply he takes no notice of his friends, either because he saw it was to no purpose or because he liked the good counsel Eliphaz gave him in the close of his discourse so well that he would make no answer to the peevish reflections he began with; but he appeals to God, begs to have his cause heard, and doubts not but to make it good, having the testimony of his own conscience concerning his integrity. Here seems to be a struggle between flesh and spirit, fear and faith, throughout this chapter. I. He complains of his calamitous condition, and especially of God's withdrawings from him, so that he could not get his appeal heard (Job 23:2-5), nor discern the meaning of God's dealings with him (Job 23:8, Job 23:9), nor gain any hope of relief (Job 23:13, Job 23:14). This made deep impressions of trouble and terror upon him (Job 23:15-17). But, II. In the midst of these complaints he comforts himself with the assurance of God's clemency (Job 23:6, Job 23:7), and his own integrity, which God himself was a witness to (Job 23:10-12). Thus was the light of his day like that spoken of, Zac 14:6, Zac 14:7, neither perfectly clear nor perfectly dark, but "at evening time it was light."
Quelle öffnen ↗23:2 Job dropped the doubt he had expressed earlier (9:14-20, 32) and here expressed confidence that he could successfully present his complaint.
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Andere Stellen, die die Gemeinschaft am häufigsten mit dieser verbindet. Zum Lesen antippen.
Meiner Seele ekelt vor dem Leben; ich will mich meiner Klage überlassen, will reden in der Betrübnis meiner Seele.
Denn deine Hand lag Tag und Nacht schwer auf mir, daß mein Saft vertrocknete, wie es im Sommer dürre wird. (Pause.)
Darum will auch ich meinen Mund nicht halten; ich will reden in der Angst meines Geistes, in der Betrübnis meiner Seele will ich klagen:
Und daß er dir kundtäte die verborgene Weisheit (denn es gibt noch doppelt soviel, als du weißt), so würdest du sehen, daß Gott dir noch nachläßt von deiner Schuld.