Job 19
1 Then responded Job, and said: —
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 How long will ye grieve my soul? or crush me with words?
Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
3 These ten times, have ye reviled me, Shameless ye wrong me.
These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me —
4 And even if indeed I have erred, with myself lodgeth mine error.
And also — truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain.
5 If indeed, against me, ye must needs magnify yourselves, and plead, against me, my reproach.
If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
6 Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me.
Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
7 Lo! I cry—out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication;
Lo, I cry out — violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
8 My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;
My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
9 My glory—from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head;
Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth 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 breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
11 Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries;
And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
12 Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent;
Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.
13 My Brethren—from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me;
My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
14 Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me;
Ceased have my neighbours 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;
Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
16 To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him;
To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
17 My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother;
My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my [mother's] womb.
18 Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me;
Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
19 All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;
Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been 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.
To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
21 Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me!
Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.
22 Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied?
Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
23 Oh, then, that my words, could be written, Oh that, in a record, they could be inscribed:
Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?
24 That, with a stylus of iron and [with] lead, for all time—in the rock, they could be graven!
With a pen of iron and lead — For ever in a rock they may be hewn.
25 But, I, know that, my redeemer, liveth, and, as the Last over [my] dust, will he arise;
That — I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.
26 And, though, after my skin is struck off, this [followeth], yet, apart from my flesh, shall I see GOD:
And after my skin hath compassed this [body], Then from my flesh 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 — I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
28 Surely ye should say—Why should we persecute him? seeing, the root of the matter, is found in me.
But ye say, 'Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been 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 ye afraid because of the sword, For furious [are] the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that [there is] a judgment.
