Add parallel Print Page Options

Job Answers Bildad

19 Then Job answered:

“How long will you hurt me
    and crush me with your words?
You have insulted me ten times now.
    You attack me without shame.
If I have sinned,
    it is my worry alone.
Maybe you want to make yourselves look better than I do
    so you can blame me for my suffering.
Then know that God has wronged me.
    He has pulled his net around me.

“I shout, ‘I have been wronged!’
    But I get no answer.
I call loudly for help,
    but I receive no justice.
God has blocked my way so I cannot pass.
    He has covered my paths with darkness.
He has taken away my honor.
    He has removed the crown from my head.
10 He beats me down on every side until I am gone.
    He pulls up my hope as a tree is pulled up by its roots.
11 His anger burns against me.
    And he treats me as one of his enemies.
12 His armies gather.
    They prepare a way to attack me.
    They camp around my tent.

13 “God has made my brothers my enemies.
    My friends have become complete strangers.
14 My relatives have gone away.
    My friends have forgotten me.
15 My guests and my women servants think of me as a stranger.
    They look at me as if I were a foreigner.
16 I call for my servant, but he does not answer.
    I even beg him with my own mouth.
17 My wife hates my breath.
    My own family hates me.
18 Even the little boys hate me.
    When I leave, they talk about me.
19 All my close friends hate me.
    Even those I love have turned against me.
20 I am nothing but skin and bones.
    I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.
21 Pity me, my friends. Pity me!
    The hand of God has hit me.
22 Why do you chase me as God does?
    Haven’t you had enough of hurting my body?

23 “How I wish my words were written down.
    I wish they were written on a scroll.
24 I wish they were carved with an iron pen into lead,
    or carved into stone forever!
25 I know that my Defender lives.
    And in the end he will come to show that I am right.
26 Even after my skin has been destroyed,
    in my flesh I will still see God.
27 I will see him myself.
    I myself will see him with my own eyes.
    How my heart wants that to happen!

28 “You may say, ‘We will continue to trouble Job.
    The problem lies with him.’
29 But you should be afraid of the sword yourselves.
    God’s anger will bring punishment by the sword.
    Then you will know that there is judgment.”

19 Then Job answered and said,

How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?

These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

10 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

11 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.

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

13 He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.

14 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.

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

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

17 My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body.

18 Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.

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

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

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

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

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

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

25 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:

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

27 Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.

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

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