God's New Revelations

The Book of Job

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- Chapter 19 -

Job trusts in his redeemer

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Then Job answered and said,
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“How long will you make me suffer and break me into pieces with words?
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These ten times you have reproached me; you are not ashamed that you have treated me harshly.
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If it is indeed true that I have erred, my error remains my own concern.
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If indeed you will exalt yourselves above me and use my humiliation against me,
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then you should know that God has done wrong to me and has caught me in his net.
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See, I cry out, “Violence!” but I get no answer. I call out for help, but there is no justice.
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He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass, and he has set darkness in my path.
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He has stripped me of my glory, and he has taken the crown from my head.
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He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone; he has plucked up my hopes like a tree.
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He has also kindled his wrath against me; he regards me as one of his adversaries.
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His troops come on together; they cast up siege mounds against me and encamp around my tent.
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He has put my brothers far from me; my acquaintances are wholly alienated from me.
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My kinsfolk have failed me; my close friends have forgotten me.
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Those who once stayed as guests in my house and my female servants regard me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
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I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer although I entreat him with my mouth.
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My breath is offensive to my wife; I am even disgusting to those who were born from my mother’s womb.
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Even young children despise me; if I rise to speak, they speak against me.
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All my familiar friends abhor me; those whom I love have turned against me.
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My bones cling to my skin and to my flesh; I survive only by the skin of my teeth.
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Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
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Why do you persecute me as if you were God? Why are you not satisfied with consuming my flesh?
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Oh, that my words were now written down! Oh, that they were inscribed in a book!
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Oh, that with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
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But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives, and that at last he will stand on the earth;
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after my skin, that is, this body, is destroyed, then in my flesh I will see God.
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I will see him myself; my eyes-and not someone else-will see him. My kidneys fail within me.
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If you say, ’How we will persecute him! The root of his troubles lies in him,’
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then be afraid of the sword, because wrath brings the punishment of the sword, so that you may know there is a judgment.”

Job trusts in his redeemer

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Then Job answered,
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How long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
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You have reproached me ten times. You aren’t ashamed that you attack me.
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If it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.
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If indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach,
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know now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
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Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
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He has walled up my way so that I can’t pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
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He has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
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He has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. He has plucked my hope up like a tree.
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He has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
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His troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.
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He has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
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My relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
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Those who dwell in my house and my maids consider me a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
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I call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.
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My breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
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Even young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
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All my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
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My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
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Have pity on me. Have pity on me, you my friends, for the hand of God has touched me.
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Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
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Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
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That with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
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But as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
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After my skin is destroyed, then I will see God in my flesh,
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whom I, even I, will see on my side. My eyes will see, and not as a stranger.My heart is consumed within me.
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If you say, ‘How we will persecute him!’ because the root of the matter is found in me,
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be afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment.”