Job 19
1 Then Job answered, and said:
And Job answers and says:
2 How long do you afflict my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
“Until when do you afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
3 Behold, these ten times you confound me, and are not ashamed to oppress me.
These ten times you put me to shame, you do not blush. You make yourselves strange to me—
4 For if I have been ignorant, my ignorance shall be with me.
And also—truly, I have erred, My error remains with me.
5 But you have set yourselves up against me, and reprove me with my reproaches.
If, truly, you magnify yourselves over me, And decide my reproach against me;
6 At least now understand, that God hath not afflicted me with an equal judgment, and compassed me with his scourges.
Know now, that God turned me upside down, And has set around His net against me,
7 Behold I cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge.
Behold, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
8 He hath hedged in my path round about, and I cannot pass, and in my way he hath set darkness.
He hedged up my way, and I do not pass over, And He places darkness on my paths.
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and hath taken the crown from my head.
He has stripped my honor from off me, And He turns the crown from my head.
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and he hath taken away my hope, as from a tree that is plucked up.
He breaks me down all around, and I go, And removes my hope like a tree.
11 His wrath is kindled against me, and he hath counted me as his enemy.
And He kindles His anger against me, And reckons me to Him as His adversaries.
12 His troops have come together, and have made themselves a way by me, and have besieged my tabernacle round about.
His troops come in together, And they raise up their way against me, And encamp around my tent.
13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.
He has put my brothers far off from me, And my acquaintances have surely been estranged from me.
14 My kinsmen have forsaken me, and they that knew me, have forgotten me.
My neighbors have ceased And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
15 They that dwelt in my house, and my maidservants have counted me a stranger, and I have been like an alien in their eyes.
Sojourners of my house and my maids, Reckon me for a stranger; I have been an alien in their eyes.
16 I called my servant, and he gave me no answer, I entreated him with my own mouth.
I have called to my servant, And he does not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
17 My wife hath abhorred my breath, and I entreated the children of my womb.
My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favors to the sons of my [mother’s] womb.
18 Even fools despise me; and when I gone from them, they spoke against me.
Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19 They that were sometime my counsellors, have abhorred me: and he whom I love most is turned against me.
All the men of my counsel detest me, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
20 The flesh being consumed. My bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth.
To my skin and to my flesh My bone has cleaved, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
21 Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.
Pity me, pity me, you my friends, For the hand of God has struck against me.
22 Why do you persecute me as God, and glut yourselves with my flesh?
Why do you pursue me as God? And are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 Who will grant me that my words may be written? Who will grant me that they may be marked down in a book?
Who grants now, that my words may be written? Who grants that they may be inscribed in a scroll?
24 With an iron pen and in a plate of lead, or else be graven with an instrument in flint stone.
With a pen of iron and lead—They may be hewn in a rock forever.
25 For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and in the last day I shall rise out of the earth.
That—I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For He raises the dust.
26 And I shall be clothed again with my skin, and in my flesh I will see my God.
And after my skin has surrounded this [body], Then from my flesh I see God—
27 Whom I myself shall see, and my eyes shall behold, and not another: this my hope is laid up in my bosom.
Whom I see on my side, And my eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, My reins have been consumed in my bosom.
28 Why then do you say now: Let us persecute him, and let us find occasion of word against him?
But you say, Why do we pursue after him? And the root of the matter has been found in me.
29 Flee then from the face of the sword, for the sword is the revenger of iniquities: and know ye that there is judgment.
Be afraid because of the sword, For the punishments of the sword [are] furious, That you may know that [there is] a judgment.”
