- And Job made answer and said,
- How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
- Ten times now you have made sport of me;
it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
- And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself.
- If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me,
- Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
- Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
- My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
- He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
- I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone;
my hope is uprooted like a tree.
- His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
- His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine.
- He has taken my brothers far away from me;
they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
- My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds.
- I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.
- At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him.
- My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.
- Even young children have no respect for me;
when I get up their backs are turned on me.
- All the men of my circle keep away from me;
and those dear to me are turned against me.
- My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
- Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends!
for the hand of God is on me.
- Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
- If only my words might be recorded!
if they might be put in writing in a book!
- And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever!
- But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;
- And … without my flesh I will see God;
- Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me.
My heart is broken with desire.
- If you say, How cruel we will be to him!
because the root of sin is clearly in him:
- Be in fear of the sword, for the sword is the punishment for such things, so that you may be certain that there is a judge.