Thematic Bible
Thematic Bible
Job » Faith strained but victorious
Job answered, and said, "How long will ye vex my mind, and trouble me with words? Lo, ten times have ye reproved me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me to scorn? read more.
If I go wrong, I go wrong to myself. But if ye will enhance yourselves against me, and accuse me to be a wicked person because of the shame that is come upon me; know this then: that it is God which hath handled me so violently, and hath compassed me about with his net. Behold: though I cry, yet violence is done unto me. I cannot be heard! Though I complain, there is none to give sentence with me. "He hath hedged up my way, that I cannot pass; he hath set darkness in my gate. He hath spoiled me of mine honour, and taken the crown away from my head. He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am undone: My hope hath he taken away from me, as it were a tree plucked up by the root. His wrath is kindled against me; he taketh me, as though I were his enemy. His men of war came together, which made their way over me, and besieged my dwelling round about. He hath put my brethren far away from me, and such as were of mine acquaintance, are become strangers unto me. Mine own kinfolk have forsaken me, and my friends have put me out of remembrance. The servants and maids of mine own house take me for a stranger, and I am become as an alien in their sight. When I call upon my servant, he giveth me no answer: no though I pray him with my mouth. Mine own wife may not abide my breath, I was fain to speak fair for the children of mine own body. Yea the children despised me, and when I was gone from them, they spake evil upon me. All such as were my most familiars, abhor me: And they whom I loved best, are turned against me. My bone hangeth to my skin, and my flesh is away; there is left me only the skin about my teeth. 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 of my flesh? O that my words were written, O that they were put in a book: would God they were graven with an iron pen in lead or in stone. "For I am sure that my redeemer liveth, and that I shall rise out of the earth in the latter day: that I shall be clothed again with this skin, and see God in my flesh. Yea, I myself shall behold him - not with other, but with these same eyes, though my reins are consumed within me.
If I go wrong, I go wrong to myself. But if ye will enhance yourselves against me, and accuse me to be a wicked person because of the shame that is come upon me; know this then: that it is God which hath handled me so violently, and hath compassed me about with his net. Behold: though I cry, yet violence is done unto me. I cannot be heard! Though I complain, there is none to give sentence with me. "He hath hedged up my way, that I cannot pass; he hath set darkness in my gate. He hath spoiled me of mine honour, and taken the crown away from my head. He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am undone: My hope hath he taken away from me, as it were a tree plucked up by the root. His wrath is kindled against me; he taketh me, as though I were his enemy. His men of war came together, which made their way over me, and besieged my dwelling round about. He hath put my brethren far away from me, and such as were of mine acquaintance, are become strangers unto me. Mine own kinfolk have forsaken me, and my friends have put me out of remembrance. The servants and maids of mine own house take me for a stranger, and I am become as an alien in their sight. When I call upon my servant, he giveth me no answer: no though I pray him with my mouth. Mine own wife may not abide my breath, I was fain to speak fair for the children of mine own body. Yea the children despised me, and when I was gone from them, they spake evil upon me. All such as were my most familiars, abhor me: And they whom I loved best, are turned against me. My bone hangeth to my skin, and my flesh is away; there is left me only the skin about my teeth. 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 of my flesh? O that my words were written, O that they were put in a book: would God they were graven with an iron pen in lead or in stone. "For I am sure that my redeemer liveth, and that I shall rise out of the earth in the latter day: that I shall be clothed again with this skin, and see God in my flesh. Yea, I myself shall behold him - not with other, but with these same eyes, though my reins are consumed within me.
Persecution » Instances of » Of job
But now, they that are mine inferiors and younger than I, have me in derision; yea even they, whose fathers I would have thought scorn to have set with the dogs of my cattle. The power and strength of their hands might do me no good, and as for their age, it is spent and past away without any profit. For very misery and hunger, they went about in the wilderness like wretches and beggars, read more.
plucking up herbs from among the bushes, and the Juniper's root was their meat. And when they were driven forth, men cried after them, as it had been after a thief. Their dwelling was beside foul brooks, yea in the caves and dens of the earth. Upon the dry heath went they about crying, and under the thorns they gathered themselves together. They were children of fools and villains, which are dead away from the world. Now am I their song, and am become their jesting stock; they abhor me, they flee far from me, and stain my face with spittle,
plucking up herbs from among the bushes, and the Juniper's root was their meat. And when they were driven forth, men cried after them, as it had been after a thief. Their dwelling was beside foul brooks, yea in the caves and dens of the earth. Upon the dry heath went they about crying, and under the thorns they gathered themselves together. They were children of fools and villains, which are dead away from the world. Now am I their song, and am become their jesting stock; they abhor me, they flee far from me, and stain my face with spittle,
As for you, ye are workmasters of lies, and unprofitable physicians altogether. Would God ye kept your tongue, that ye might be taken for wise men! Therefore hear my words, and ponder the sentence of my lips. read more.
Will ye make an answer for God with lies, and maintain him with deceit? Will ye accept the person of God, or will ye contend with him? Shall that help you, when he calleth you to reckoning? Think ye to beguile him, as a man is beguiled? He shall punish you, and reprove you, if ye do secretly accept any person. Shall he not make you afraid, when he showeth himself? Shall not his terrible face fall upon you? Your remembrance shall be like unto the dust, and your pride shall be turned to clay. "Hold your tongues now, and let me speak, for there is something come into my mind.
Will ye make an answer for God with lies, and maintain him with deceit? Will ye accept the person of God, or will ye contend with him? Shall that help you, when he calleth you to reckoning? Think ye to beguile him, as a man is beguiled? He shall punish you, and reprove you, if ye do secretly accept any person. Shall he not make you afraid, when he showeth himself? Shall not his terrible face fall upon you? Your remembrance shall be like unto the dust, and your pride shall be turned to clay. "Hold your tongues now, and let me speak, for there is something come into my mind.
Job answered, and said, "I have oft times heard such things. Miserable givers of comfort are ye, all the sort of you. Shall not thy vain words come yet to an end? Or, hast thou yet any more to say? read more.
I could speak as ye do also. But would God, that your soul were in my soul's stead: then should I heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
I could speak as ye do also. But would God, that your soul were in my soul's stead: then should I heap up words against you, and shake my head at you.
Froward men are with me, and mine eye must continue in the bitterness of them.
Verse Concepts
Job answered, and said, "How long will ye vex my mind, and trouble me with words? Lo, ten times have ye reproved me: are ye not ashamed, for to laugh me to scorn? read more.
If I go wrong, I go wrong to myself. But if ye will enhance yourselves against me, and accuse me to be a wicked person because of the shame that is come upon me;
If I go wrong, I go wrong to myself. But if ye will enhance yourselves against me, and accuse me to be a wicked person because of the shame that is come upon me;