But I myself know [that] my redeemer [is] alive, and [at the] last he will stand up upon {the earth}.

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

"Pity me, pity me, you my friends, for God's hand has touched me.

Why do you pursue me like God? And are not satisfied with my flesh?

[That] with a pen of iron and [with] lead they might be engraved on a rock forever!

whom {I will see for myself}, and [whom] my eyes will see and not a stranger. {My heart faints within me}.

"If you say, 'How will we persecute him?' And 'The root of the trouble is found' in me,

And after my skin has been thus destroyed, but from my flesh I will see God,

be afraid for yourselves {because of the sword}, for wrath [brings] punishment by [the] sword, so that you may know that [there is] judgment."

Then Job answered and said,

"{O that} my words could be written down! {O that they could be inscribed in a scroll}!

"{How long} will you torment me and crush me with words?

All {my intimate friends} abhor me, and these [whom] I have loved have turned against me.

He has broken me down all around, and I am gone. And he has uprooted my hope like a tree,

"He has removed my kinsfolk from me, and my acquaintances have only turned aside from me.

And what is more, [if] I have truly erred, my error remains with me.

His troops have come together and have thrown up their rampart against me and have encamped around my tent.

My relatives have failed, and my close friends have forgotten me.

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

If indeed you must magnify yourselves against me, and you must let my disgrace argue against me,

"Look, I cry out, 'Violence!' but I am not answered; I cry out, but there is no justice.

My breath is repulsive to my wife, and I am loathsome to {my own family}.

know then that God has wronged me and has surrounded me [with] his net.

These ten times you have disgraced me; you are not ashamed [that] you have attacked me.

He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass; and he has set darkness upon my paths.

The sojourners in my house and my slave women count me as a stranger; I have become a foreigner in their eyes.

Little boys also despise me; [when] I rise, then they talk against me.

I call to my servant, but he does not answer; I must {personally} plead with him.

and he has kindled his wrath against me, and {he has counted me as one of his foes}.