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Job Chapter 19 (Index)

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001  Then Job answered and said,

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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