The Book of Job

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- Kapitel 19 -

Job trusts in his redeemer

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.(a)

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.(b)

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.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children’s sake of mine own body.(c)

Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.(d)

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

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

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

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

Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!(g)

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

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

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

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

(j)

(k)

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

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

Fußnoten

(a)19:3 make…: or, harden yourselves against me

(b)19:7 wrong: or, violence

(d)19:18 young…: or, the wicked

(e)19:19 my…: Heb. the men of my secret

(f)19:20 and to: or, as to

(g)19:23 Oh…: Heb. Who will give, etc

(h)19:26 And…: or, After I shall awake, though this body be destroyed, yet out of my flesh

(i)19:27 another: Heb. a stranger

(j)19:27 though…: or, my reins within me are consumed with earnest desire (for that day)

(k)19:27 within…: Heb. in my bosom

(l)19:28 seeing…: or, and what root of matter is found in me?

Job trusts in his redeemer

Then Job answered,

“How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?

You have reproached me ten times. You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.

If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.

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

know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.

“Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.

He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, and has set darkness in my paths.

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

He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. He has plucked my hope up like a tree.

He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.

His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.

“He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.

My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.

Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.

I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.

My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.

Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.

All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.

My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

“Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.

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

“Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!

That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!

But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.

After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,

whom I, even I, will see on my side. My eyes will see, and not as a stranger. “My heart is consumed within me.

If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’ because the root of the matter is found in me,

be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment.”