Job 19
1Then Job answered and said, 1
2How long will ye vex my soul, 1 And break me in pieces with words? 1
3These ten times have ye reproached me: 1 You are not ashamed that you make yourselves strange to me. 1
4And be it indeed that I have erred, 1 Mine error remaineth with myself. 1
5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, 1 And plead against me my reproach: 1
6Know now that God hath overthrown me, 1 And hath compassed me with his net. 1
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: 1 I cry aloud, but there is no judgment. 1
8He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, 1 And he hath set darkness in my paths. 1
9He hath stript me of my glory, 1 And taken the crown from my head. 1
10He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: 1 And mine hope hath he removed like a tree. 1
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me, 1 And he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies. 1
12His troops come together, 1 And raise up their way against me, 1 And encamp round about my tabernacle. 1
13He hath put my brethren far from me, 1 And mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me. 1
14My kinsfolk have failed, 1 And my familiar friends have forgotten me. 1
15They that dwell in mine house, and my maidens, 1 Count me for a stranger: 1 I am an alien in their sight. 1
16I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; 1 I intreated him with my mouth. 1
17My breath is strange to my wife, 1 Though I intreated for the children’s sake of mine own body. 1
18Yea, young children despised me; 1 I arose, and they spake against me. 1
19All my inward friends abhorred me: 1 And they whom I loved are turned against me. 1
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, 1 And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. 1
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; 1 For the hand of God hath touched me. 1
22Why do ye persecute me as God, 1 And are not satisfied with my flesh? 1
23O that my words were now written! 1 O that they were printed in a book! 1
24That they were graven with an iron pen and lead 1 In the rock for ever! 1
25For I know that my Redeemer liveth, 1 And that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth: 1
26And though after my skin worms destroy this body, 1 Yet in my flesh shall I see God: 1
27Whom I shall see for myself, 1 And mine eyes shall behold, and not another; 1 Though my reins be consumed within me. 1
28But ye should say, Why persecute we him? 1 Seeing the root of the matter is found in me; 1
29Be ye afraid of the sword: 1 For wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, 1 That ye may know there is a judgment.