1 And Job will answer and say,
2 How long will ye, grieve my soul, and crush me with words?
3 These ten times ye will reproach me: ye will not be ashamed, ye will injure me.
4 If indeed I erred my error will lodge with me.
5 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and prove against me my reproach:
6 Know ye now that God subverted me; and he folded his net about me.
7 Behold, I shall cry violence, and shall I not be answered: I shall cry for help, and no judgment
8 He walled up my path and I shall not pass, and he will set darkness upon my beaten paths.
9 And he put off from me my honor, and he removed the crown of my head.
10 He will lay me waste round about, and I shall go: and he will remove my hope as a tree.
11 And he will kindle his anger against me, and he will reckon me to him as his enemy.
12 His troops shall come together and raise up their way against me, and they will encamp round about to my tent
13 He removed my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance truly turned aside from me.
14 My kindred ceased, and they acquainted with me forgot me.
15 They sojourning in my house and my maids, mill reckon me for a stranger: I was a foreigner in their eyes.
16 I called to my servant and he will not answer; I shall entreat him with my mouth.
17 My spirit was loathsome to my wife, and I entreated to the sons of my belly.
18 Also children rejected me; I shall arise, and they will speak against me.
19 All the men of my intimacy will abhor me, and those I loved were turned against me.
20 My bone cleaved to my skin and to my flesh, and I shall escape with the skin of my teeth.
21 Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, for the hand of God touched upon me.
22 Why will ye pursue me as God, and will ye not be satisfied from my flesh?
23 Who will give now, and my words shall be written? who will give and they shall be delineated in a book?.
24 They shall be cut in the rock with a style of iron and lead, forever.
25 And I knew he redeeming me lived, and at last he shall rise up upon the dust:
26 And after they destroyed my skin, this, and from my flesh I shall see God:
27 Which I shall see for myself, and mine eyes beheld, and not a stranger: my reins were finished in my bosom.