Job 19
1 Then Job answered and said,
Then responded Job, and said: —
2 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
How long will ye grieve my soul? or crush me with words?
3 These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
These ten times, have ye reviled me, Shameless ye wrong me.
4 And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.
And even if indeed I have erred, with myself lodgeth mine error.
5 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
If indeed, against me, ye must needs magnify yourselves, and plead, against me, my reproach.
6 Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me.
7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
Lo! I cry—out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication;
8 He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;
9 He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
My glory—from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head;
10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
He hath ruined me on every side, and I am gone, and he hath taken away—like a tree—my hope;
11 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries;
12 His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.
Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent;
13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
My Brethren—from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me;
14 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me;
15 They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
Ye guests of my house and my maidens, A stranger, have ye accounted me, An alien, have I become in their eyes;
16 I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.
To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him;
17 My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children’s sake of mine own body.
My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother;
18 Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me;
19 All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;
20 My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Unto my skin and unto my flesh, have my bones cleaved, and I have escaped with the akin of my teeth.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me!
22 Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied?
23 Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
Oh, then, that my words, could be written, Oh that, in a record, they could be inscribed:
24 That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
That, with a stylus of iron and [with] lead, for all time—in the rock, they could be graven!
25 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
But, I, know that, my redeemer, liveth, and, as the Last over [my] dust, will he arise;
26 And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
And, though, after my skin is struck off, this [followeth], yet, apart from my flesh, shall I see GOD:
27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
Whom, I myself, shall see, on my side, and, mine own eyes, [shall] have looked upon, and not those of a stranger. Exhausted are my deepest desires in my bosom!
28 But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
Surely ye should say—Why should we persecute him? seeing, the root of the matter, is found in me.
29 Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.
Be ye afraid—on your part—of the face of the sword, because, wrath, [bringeth] the punishments of the sword, to the end ye may know the Almighty.
