[1]  Then Job answered and said,

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[2]  How long will you vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?

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[3]  These ten times have you reproached me: you are not ashamed that you make yourselves strange to me.

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[4]  And be it indeed that I have erred, my error remains with myself.

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[5]  If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:

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[6]  Know now that God has overthrown me, and has compassed me with his net.

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

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[8]  He has fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he has set darkness in my paths.

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[9]  He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.

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[10]  He has destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and my hope has he removed like a tree.

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[11]  He has also kindled his wrath against me, and he counts me to him as one of his enemies.

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

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[13]  He has put my brothers far from me, and my acquaintance are truly estranged from me.

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

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

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

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[17]  My breath is strange to my wife, though I entreated for the children’s sake of my own body.

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[18]  Yes, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.

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

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

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[21]  Have pity on me, have pity on me, O you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.

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

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

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

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[25]  For I know that my redeemer lives, and that he shall stand at the latter day on the earth:

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

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

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

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[29]  Be you afraid of the sword: for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment.

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