Job 19

1Then Job answered, and said, 2How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words? 3These ten times ye have reproached me. Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me. 4And be it indeed that I have erred, my error remains with myself. 5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach, 6know now that God has subverted me, and has encompassed me with his net. 7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice. 8He has walled up my way that I cannot pass, and has set darkness in my paths. 9He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head. 10He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. And he has plucked up my hope like a tree. 11He has also kindled his wrath against me. And he considers me to him as his adversaries. 12His troops come on together, and cast up their way against me, and encamp round about my tent. 13He has put my brothers far from me, and my acquaintances are wholly estranged from me. 14My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me. 15Those who dwell in my house, and my maids, reckon me for a stranger; I am an alien in their sight. 16I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I entreat him with my mouth. 17My breath is strange to my wife, and my supplication to the sons of my own mother. 18Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me. 19All my familiar friends abhor me, and those whom I loved are turned against me. 20My bone cleaves to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth. 21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends, for the hand of God has touched me. 22Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh? 23O that my words were now written! O that they were inscribed in a book, 24that they were engraved in the rock forever with an iron pen and lead! 25But as for me I know that my Redeemer lives, and at last he will stand up upon the earth. 26And after my skin, this body, is destroyed, then outside my flesh I shall see God, 27whom I, even I, shall see on my side, and my eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me. 28If ye say, How we will persecute him! And that the root of the matter is found in me, 29be ye afraid of the sword. For wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.
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