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Job 19
World English Bible British Edition · Berean Standard Bible
You have reproached me ten times.
Ten times now you have reproached me; you shamelessly mistreat me.
If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me,
If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and use my disgrace against me,
know now that God has subverted me,
then understand that it is God who has wronged me and drawn His net around me.
“Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard.
Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response; though I call for help, there is no justice.
He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass,
He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; He has veiled my paths with darkness.
He has stripped me of my glory,
He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone.
He tears me down on every side until I am gone; He uproots my hope like a tree.
He has also kindled his wrath against me.
His anger burns against me, and He counts me among His enemies.
His troops come on together,
His troops advance together; they construct a ramp against me and encamp around my tent.
“He has put my brothers far from me.
He has removed my brothers from me; my acquaintances have abandoned me.
Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger.
My guests and maidservants count me as a stranger; I am a foreigner in their sight.
I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer.
I call for my servant, but he does not answer, though I implore him with my own mouth.
My breath is offensive to my wife.
My breath is repulsive to my wife, and I am loathsome to my own family.
All my familiar friends abhor me.
All my best friends despise me, and those I love have turned against me.
My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh.
My skin and flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
“Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends,
Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me.
Why do you persecute me as God,
Why do you persecute me as God does? Will you never get enough of my flesh?
“Oh that my words were now written!
I wish that my words were recorded and inscribed in a book,
But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives.
But I know that my Redeemer (note: Or Vindicator) lives, and in the end He will stand upon the earth (note: Or on my grave).
After my skin is destroyed,
Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh (note: Or without my flesh) I will see God.
whom I, even I, will see on my side.
I will see Him for myself; my eyes will behold Him, and not as a stranger. How my heart yearns (note: Hebrew my kidneys yearn) within me!
If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’
If you say, ‘Let us persecute him, since the root of the matter lies with him (note: Many Hebrew manuscripts, LXX, and Vulgate; most Hebrew manuscripts with me),’
be afraid of the sword,
then you should fear the sword yourselves, because wrath brings punishment by the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.”