THE BOOK OF
Job 19 ©
Job finds fault with his friends that they were uncivil and unmerciful towards him, v. 1, etc. And having no regard to his sufferings, 6. Wherein he seemed to be forsaken, 7. He describes the greatness and variety of his sufferings, 8. Exhorts his friends to have compassion on him, 21. Wishes, that his sufferings and his words uttered therein, might be recorded forever, 23. He comforts himself with his Redeemer and the resurrection of the body, 25. Exhorts his friends to their duty, 28.
THEN Job answered and said,
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me 1in pieces with words?
These 2ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye 3make yourselves strange to me.
And be it indeed 4that I have erred, 5mine error remaineth with myself.
If indeed ye will 6magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me 7my reproach:
Know now 8that God hath 9overthrown me, and hath compassed 10me with his net.
Behold, I cry out of 11wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no 12judgment.
13He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set 14darkness in my paths.
He hath stripped me of 15my glory, and taken the 16crown from my head.
He hath 17destroyed me on every side, and I am 18gone: and mine 19hope hath he 20removed like a tree.
He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he 21counteth mea unto him as one of his enemies.
22His troops come together, and raise up their 23way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.
He hath put myb24brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are 25verily estranged from me.
My kinsfolk have 26failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
They 27that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I 28am an alien in their sight.
I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I 29intreated him with my mouth.
My 30breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated 31for the children's sake of mine own body.
Yea,c32young children despised me; 33I arose, and they spake against me.
Alld my inward 34friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
Mye35bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, 36and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath 37touched me.
Why do ye persecute me 38as God, and 39are not satisfied with my flesh?
40Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printedf in a book!
That they were graven with an iron pen and 41lead in the rock for ever!
42For I know that my 43redeemer liveth, and that 44he shall stand at the latter day 45upon the earth:
And though 46after my skin 47worms destroy 48this body, yet in my flesh shall I see 49God:
Whom I shall see 50for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not 51another; though 52my reins be 53consumed within 54me.
But 55ye should say, Why persecute we him, 56seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
Be ye afraid 57of the sword: for 58wrath bringeth the punishments of the 59sword, that ye may know there is 60a judgment.