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99 lines
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Job's Reply to Bildad
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# Chapter 19
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1. Then Job answered:
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2. How long will you torment me
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and crush me with words?
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3. You have humiliated me ten times now,
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and you mistreat me without shame.
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4. Even if it is true that I have sinned,
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my mistake concerns only me.
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5. If you really want to appear superior to me
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and would use my disgrace as evidence against me,
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6. then understand that it is God who has wronged me
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and caught me in his net.
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7. I cry out, "Violence!" but get no response;
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I call for help, but there is no justice.
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8. He has blocked my way so that I cannot pass through;
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he has veiled my paths with darkness.
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9. He has stripped me of my honor
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and removed the crown from my head.
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10. He tears me down on every side so that I am ruined.
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He uproots my hope like a tree.
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11. His anger burns against me,
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and he regards me as one of his enemies.
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12. His troops advance together;
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they construct a ramp against me
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and camp around my tent.
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13. He has removed my brothers from me;
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my acquaintances have abandoned me.
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14. My relatives stop coming by,
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and my close friends have forgotten me.
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15. My house guests and female servants regard me as a stranger;
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I am a foreigner in their sight.
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16. I call for my servant, but he does not answer,
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even if I beg him with my own mouth.
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17. My breath is offensive to my wife,
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and my own family finds me repulsive.
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18. Even young boys scorn me.
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When I stand up, they mock me.
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19. All of my best friends despise me,
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and those I love have turned against me.
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20. My skin and my flesh cling to my bones;
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I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.
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21. Have mercy on me, my friends, have mercy,
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for God's hand has struck me.
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22. Why do you persecute me as God does?
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Will you never get enough of my flesh?
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23. I wish that my words were written down,
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that they were recorded on a scroll
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24. or were inscribed in stone forever
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by an iron stylus and lead!
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25. But I know that my Redeemer lives,
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and at the end he will stand on the dust.
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26. Even after my skin has been destroyed,
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yet I will see God in my flesh.
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27. I will see him myself;
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my eyes will look at him, and not as a stranger.
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My heart longs within me.
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28. If you say, "How will we pursue him,
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since the root of the problem lies with him?"
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29. then be afraid of the sword,
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because wrath brings punishment by the sword,
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so that you may know there is a judgment.
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