Job

Job 19 ©

1Job, complaining of the repeated cruelty of his friends, sheweth that he hath misery enough to gratify it: 21he calleth for pity; 23professeth his belief of a future resurrection; 28and warneth his friends not to persecute him.

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THEN Job answered and said,

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How along will ye b*vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?

a ch. 18.2.
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These cten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye 1make yourselves strange to me.

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And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth dwith myself.

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If indeed ye will emagnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:

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Know now that fGod hath overthrown me, and hath *compassed me with his net.

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Behold, gI cry out of 2wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

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He hhath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.

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He hath istripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.

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He hath destroyed me jon every side, and I am gone: and mine khope hath he removed like a tree.

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He hath also lkindled his wrath against me, and he mcounteth me unto him as one of his enemies.

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His ntroops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my *tabernacle.

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He hath oput my brethren far from me, and mine pacquaintance are *verily estranged from me.

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My qkinsfolk have failed, and my rfamiliar friends have forgotten me.

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They that sdwell in mine house, and my maids, tcount me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.

s De. 10.18,19. ch. 31.32.
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I called my servant, and uhe gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.

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vMy breath is *strange to my wife, though I intreated for the wchildren's sake of 3mine own body.

v ch. 17.1; 2.9,10.
w ch. 1.2,19.
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Yea, 4young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.

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All x5my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.

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My ybone cleaveth to my skin 6and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

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Have zpity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched ame.

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Why do ye bpersecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

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7Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were *printed in a book!

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That they were graven with an ciron pen and lead in the rock for ever!

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For dI know that my eredeemer liveth, and that he shall fstand at the latter day upon the earth:

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8And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet gin my flesh shall I see God:

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Whom I shall see hfor myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not 9another; 10though my *reins be consumed 11within me.

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But ye should say, Why ipersecute we him, 12seeing the root of the matter is found in me?

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Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, jthat ye may know there is a judgment.