Job 16:7 - Exposition

But now . These words mark a transition. Job turns from complaints against his "comforters" to an enumeration of his own sufferings. He hath made me weary . God has afflicted him with an intolerable sense of weariness. He is tired of life; tired of disputing with his friends; tired even of pouring out his lamentations and complaints and expostulations to God. His one desire is rest. So I have seen in the piombi of Venice, where political prisoners were tortured by cold and heat, and hunger and thirst, for long weeks or months, and brought to despair, such scratchings as the following: "Luigi A. implora pace , Giuseppe B. implore eterna quiete ." Job has entreated for this boon of rest repeatedly ( Job 3:13 ; Job 6:9 ; Job 7:15 ; Job 10:18 , etc.). Thou hast made desolate all my company . The loss of his children has desolated his household; his other afflictions have alienated his friends.