Job 19:10-12

New International Reader's Version

¹⁰ He tears me down on every side until I’m gone.
    He pulls up the roots of my hope as if I were a tree.
¹¹ His anger burns against me.
    He thinks I’m one of his enemies.
¹² His troops march toward me in force.
    They come at me from every direction.
    They camp around my tent.