19 Then Job answered, and said:

² How long do you afflict my soul, and break me in pieces with words?

³ Behold, these ten times you confound me, and are not ashamed to oppress me.

⁴ For if I have been ignorant, my ignorance shall be with me.

⁵ But you have set yourselves up against me, and reprove me with my reproaches.

⁶ At least now understand, that God hath not afflicted me with an equal judgment, and compassed me with his scourges.

⁷ Behold I cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge.

⁸ He hath hedged in my path round about, and I cannot pass, and in my way he hath set darkness.

⁹ He hath stripped me of my glory, and hath taken the crown from my head.

¹⁰ He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and he hath taken away my hope, as from a tree that is plucked up.

¹¹ His wrath is kindled against me, and he hath counted me as his enemy.

¹² His troops have come together, and have made themselves a way by me, and have besieged my tabernacle round about.

¹³ He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.

¹⁴ My kinsmen have forsaken me, and they that knew me, have forgotten me.

¹⁵ They that dwelt in my house, and my maidservants have counted me a stranger, and I have been like an alien in their eyes.

¹⁶ I called my servant, and he gave me no answer, I entreated him with my own mouth.

¹⁷ My wife hath abhorred my breath, and I entreated the children of my womb.

¹⁸ Even fools despise me; and when I gone from them, they spoke against me.

¹⁹ They that were sometime my counsellors, have abhorred me: and he whom I love most is turned against me.

²⁰ The flesh being consumed. My bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth.

²¹ Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.

²² Why do you persecute me as God, and glut yourselves with my flesh?

²³ Who will grant me that my words may be written? Who will grant me that they may be marked down in a book?

²⁴ With an iron pen and in a plate of lead, or else be graven with an instrument in flint stone.

²⁵ For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and in the last day I shall rise out of the earth.

²⁶ And I shall be clothed again with my skin, and in my flesh I will see my God.

²⁷ Whom I myself shall see, and my eyes shall behold, and not another: this my hope is laid up in my bosom.

²⁸ Why then do you say now: Let us persecute him, and let us find occasion of word against him?

²⁹ Flee then from the face of the sword, for the sword is the revenger of iniquities: and know ye that there is judgment.