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