Job 19

LEB^{(i) 1} Then* Job answered and said, ² "_⌊How long_⌋* will you* torment me* and crush me with words? ³ These ten times you* have disgraced me; you* are not ashamed that you* have attacked* me. ⁴ And what is more, if I have truly erred, my error remains with me. ⁵ If indeed you* must magnify yourselves against me, and you* must let my disgrace argue against me, ⁶ know then that God has wronged me and has surrounded me with his net. ⁷ "Look, I cry out, 'Violence!' but* I am not answered; I cry out, but* there is no justice. ⁸ He has walled up my way so that* I cannot pass; and he has set darkness upon my paths. ⁹ He has taken my glory from me, and he has removed the crown of* my head. ¹⁰ He has broken me down all around, and I am gone. And he has uprooted my hope like a tree, ¹¹ and he has kindled his wrath against me, and _⌊he has counted me as one of his foes_⌋.* ¹² His troops have come together and have thrown up their rampart* against me and have encamped around my tent. ¹³ "He has removed my kinsfolk from me, and my acquaintances have only* turned aside from me. ¹⁴ My relatives have failed, and my close friends have forgotten me. ¹⁵ The sojourners in* my house and my slave women count me as a stranger; I have become a foreigner in their eyes. ¹⁶ I call to my servant, but* he does not answer; I must _⌊personally_⌋* plead with him. ¹⁷ My breath is repulsive to my wife, and I am loathsome to _⌊my own family_⌋.* ¹⁸ Little boys also despise me; when I rise, then* they talk against me. ¹⁹ All _⌊my intimate friends_⌋* abhor me, and these whom I have loved have turned against me. ²⁰ My bones* cling to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth. ²¹ "Pity me, pity me, you my friends, for God's hand has touched me. ²² Why do you* pursue me like God? And are not satisfied with my flesh? ²³ "_⌊O that_⌋* my words could be written down! _⌊O that they could be inscribed in a scroll_⌋!* ²⁴ That with a pen of iron and with lead they might be engraved on a rock forever! ²⁵ But* I myself* know that my redeemer is alive, and at the last he will stand up upon _⌊the earth_⌋.* ²⁶ And after my skin has been thus destroyed, but* from* my flesh I will see God, ²⁷ whom _⌊I will see for myself_⌋,* and whom my eyes will see and not a stranger.* _⌊My heart faints within me_⌋.* ²⁸ "If you* say, 'How will we persecute him?' And 'The root of the trouble is found' in me,* ²⁹ be afraid for yourselves _⌊because of the sword_⌋,* for wrath brings punishment by* the sword, so that you may know that there is judgment."