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“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.

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God’s treatment of Job

If I cry “Violence!” I’m not answered;
    I shout—but there is no justice.
He walled up my path so I can’t pass
        and put darkness on my trail,
    stripped my honor from me,
        removed the crown from my head,
10     tore me down completely so that I’ll die, and uprooted my hope like a tree.
11 His anger burns against me;
    he considers me his enemy.
12 His troops come as one
    and construct their siege ramp[a] against me;
    they camp around my tent.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 19:12 Or their road