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Job , CHAPTER 19

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Then Job answered and said:

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How long will you afflict my spirit, grind me down with words?

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These ten times you have humiliated me, have assailed me without shame!

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Even if it were true that I am at fault, my fault would remain with me;

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If truly you exalt yourselves at my expense, and use my shame as an argument against me,

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Know then that it is God who has dealt unfairly with me, and compassed me round with his net.

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If I cry out “Violence!” I am not answered. I shout for help, but there is no justice.

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He has barred my way and I cannot pass; veiled my path in darkness;

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He has stripped me of my glory, taken the diadem from my brow.

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He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone; he has uprooted my hope like a tree.

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He has kindled his wrath against me; he counts me one of his enemies.

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His troops advance as one; they build up their road to attack me, encamp around my tent.

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My family has withdrawn from me, my friends are wholly estranged.

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My relatives and companions neglect me, my guests have forgotten me.

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Even my maidservants consider me a stranger; I am a foreigner in their sight.

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I call my servant, but he gives no answer, though I plead aloud with him.

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My breath is abhorrent to my wife; I am loathsome to my very children.

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Even young children despise me; when I appear, they speak against me.

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All my intimate friends hold me in horror; those whom I loved have turned against me!

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My bones cling to my skin, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

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Pity me, pity me, you my friends, for the hand of God has struck me!

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Why do you pursue me like God, and prey insatiably upon me?

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Oh, would that my words were written down! Would that they were inscribed in a record:

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That with an iron chisel and with lead they were cut in the rock forever!

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As for me, I know that my vindicator lives, and that he will at last stand forth upon the dust.

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This will happen when my skin has been stripped off, and from my flesh I will see God:

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I will see for myself, my own eyes, not another’s, will behold him: my inmost being is consumed with longing.

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But you who say, “How shall we persecute him, seeing that the root of the matter is found in him?”

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Be afraid of the sword for yourselves, for your anger is a crime deserving the sword; that you may know that there is a judgment.