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19 Then Job answered,

“How long will you torment me,
    and crush me with words?
You have reproached me ten times.
    You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.
If it is true that I have erred,
    my error remains with myself.
If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me,
    and plead against me my reproach,
know now that God has subverted me,
    and has surrounded me with his net.

“Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard.
    I cry for help, but there is no justice.
He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass,
    and has set darkness in my paths.
He has stripped me of my glory,
    and taken the crown from my head.
10 He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone.
    He has plucked my hope up like a tree.
11 He has also kindled his wrath against me.
    He counts me among his adversaries.
12 His troops come on together,
    build a siege ramp against me,
    and encamp around my tent.

13 “He has put my brothers far from me.
    My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
14 My relatives have gone away.
    My familiar friends have forgotten me.
15 Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger.
    I am an alien in their sight.
16 I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer.
    I beg him with my mouth.
17 My breath is offensive to my wife.
    I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
18 Even young children despise me.
    If I arise, they speak against me.
19 All my familiar friends abhor me.
    They whom I loved have turned against me.
20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh.
    I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

21 “Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends;
    for the hand of God has touched me.
22 Why do you persecute me as God,
    and are not satisfied with my flesh?

23 “Oh that my words were now written!
    Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24 That with an iron pen and lead
    they were engraved in the rock forever!
25 But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives.
    In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
26 After my skin is destroyed,
    then I will see God in my flesh,
27 whom I, even I, will see on my side.
    My eyes will see, and not as a stranger.

“My heart is consumed within me.
28 If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’
    because the root of the matter is found in me,
29 be afraid of the sword,
    for wrath brings the punishments of the sword,
    that you may know there is a judgment.”

Job Replies: My Redeemer Lives

19 Then Job answered:

“How long will you torment my soul
    and break me in pieces with words?
These ten times you have reproached me;
    you are not ashamed that you have wronged me.
And if indeed I have erred,
    my error remains with me.
If indeed you exalt yourselves against me
    and plead against me with my disgrace,
know now that God has bent me
    and has surrounded me with His net.

“Look, I cry out concerning wrong, but I am not heard;
    I cry aloud, but there is no justice.
He has fenced up my way that I cannot pass,
    and He has set darkness in my paths.
He has stripped me of my glory
    and taken the crown from my head.
10 He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone;
    my hope He has uprooted like a tree.
11 He has also kindled His wrath against me,
    and He counts me as one of His enemies.
12 His troops come together
    and build up their road against me;
    they set up camp all around my tent.

13 “He has removed my brothers far from me,
    and my acquaintances are completely estranged from me.
14 My relatives have failed,
    and my close friends have forgotten me.
15 Those who dwell in my house, and my maidservants,
    count me for a stranger;
    I am a foreigner in their sight.
16 I called my servant, but he gave me no answer;
    I begged him with my mouth.
17 My breath is offensive to my wife;
    I am loathsome to the children of my own body.
18 Yes, young children despise me;
    I arose, and they spoke against me.
19 All my close friends abhorred me,
    and they whom I love are turned against me.
20 My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh,
    and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

21 “Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends,
    for the hand of God has struck me!
22 Why do you persecute me as God does,
    and are not satisfied with my flesh?

23 “Oh, that my words were written!
    Oh, that they were inscribed in a book!
24 That they were engraved with an iron pen
    and lead in the rock forever!
25 For I know that my Redeemer lives,
    and He will stand at last on the earth;
26 and after my skin is destroyed,
    yet in my flesh I will see God,
27 whom I will see for myself,
    and my eyes will behold, and not another.
    How my heart yearns within me.

28 “If you should say, ‘How shall we persecute him?’
    since the root of the matter is found in me,
29 be afraid of the sword for yourselves;
    for wrath brings the punishments of the sword,
    that you may know there is a judgment.”