Job 19
- 1And Job answereth and saith: --
- 2Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?
- 3These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me --
- 4And also -- truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain.
- 5If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;
- 6Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,
- 7Lo, I cry out -- violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.
- 8My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.
- 9Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.
- 10He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.
- 11And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.
- 12Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.
- 13My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.
- 14Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,
- 15Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.
- 16To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.
- 17My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my `mother's' womb.
- 18Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.
- 19Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.
- 20To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.
- 21Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.
- 22Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?
- 23Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?
- 24With a pen of iron and lead -- For ever in a rock they may be hewn.
- 25That -- I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.
- 26And after my skin hath compassed this `body', Then from my flesh I see God:
- 27Whom I -- I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.
- 28But ye say, `Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me.
- 29Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious `are' the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that `there is' a judgment.
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