Job 19

1And Job answered and said,

2How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words?

3These ten times have ye reproached me; ye are not ashamed to stupefy me.

4And be it [that] I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.

5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and prove against me my reproach,

6Know now that EloahGod hath overthrown me, and hath surrounded me with his net.

7Behold, I cry out of wrong, and I am not heard; I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

8He hath hedged up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.

9He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.

10He breaketh me down on every side, and I am gone; and my hope hath he torn up as a tree.

11And he hath kindled his anger against me, and hath counted me unto him as one of his enemies.

12His troops have come together and cast up their way against me, and have encamped round about my tent.

13He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are quite estranged from me.

14My kinsfolk have failed, and my known friends have forgotten me.

15The sojourners in my house and my maids count me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.

16I called my servant, and he answered not; I entreated him with my mouth.

17My breath is strange to my wife, and my entreaties to the children of my [mother's] womb.

18Even young children despise me; I rise up, and they speak against me.

19All my intimate friends abhor me, and they whom I loved are turned against me.

20My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, ye my friends; for the hand of EloahGod hath touched me.

22Why do ye persecute me as ElGod, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

23Oh would that my words were written! oh that they were inscribed in a book!

24That with an iron style and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!

25And [as for] me, I know that my Redeemer liveth, and the Last, he shall stand upon the earth;

26And [if] after my skin this shall be destroyed, yet from out of my flesh shall I see EloahGod;

27Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another: — my reins are consumed within me.

28If ye say, How shall we persecute him? when the root of the matter is found in me,

29Be ye yourselves afraid of the sword! for the sword is fury against misdeeds, that ye may know there is a judgment.