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# Chapter 19
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1 Then Job answered and said:
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2 “How long will you torment me
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and break me in pieces with words?
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3 These ten times you have cast reproach upon me;
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are you not ashamed to wrong me?
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4 And even if it be true that I have erred,
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my error remains with myself.
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5 If indeed you magnify yourselves against me
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and make my disgrace an argument against me,
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6 know then that God has put me in the wrong
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and closed his net about me.
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7 Behold, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered;
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I call for help, but there is no justice.
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8 He has walled up my way, so that I cannot pass,
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and he has set darkness upon my paths.
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9 He has stripped from me my glory
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and taken the crown from my head.
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10 He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone,
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and my hope has he pulled up like a tree.
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11 He has kindled his wrath against me
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and counts me as his adversary.
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12 His troops come on together;
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they have cast up their siege ramp against me
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and encamp around my tent.
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13 “He has put my brothers far from me,
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and those who knew me are wholly estranged from me.
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14 My relatives have failed me,
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my close friends have forgotten me.
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15 The guests in my house and my maidservants count me as a stranger;
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I have become a foreigner in their eyes.
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16 I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer;
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I must plead with him with my mouth for mercy.
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17 My breath is strange to my wife,
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and I am a stench to the children of my own mother.
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18 Even young children despise me;
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when I rise they talk against me.
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19 All my intimate friends abhor me,
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and those whom I loved have turned against me.
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20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh,
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and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
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21 Have mercy on me, have mercy on me, O you my friends,
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for the hand of God has touched me!
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22 Why do you, like God, pursue me?
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Why are you not satisfied with my flesh?
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23 “Oh that my words were written!
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Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
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24 Oh that with an iron pen and lead
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they were engraved in the rock forever!
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25 For I know that my Redeemer lives,
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and at the last he will stand upon the earth.
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26 And after my skin has been thus destroyed,
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yet in my flesh I shall see God,
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27 whom I shall see for myself,
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and my eyes shall behold, and not another.
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My heart faints within me!
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28 If you say, ‘How we will pursue him!’
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and, ‘The root of the matter is found in him,’
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29 be afraid of the sword,
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for wrath brings the punishment of the sword,
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that you may know there is a judgment.” |