[1] Then Job answered and said,
[2] How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
[3] These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.
[4] And be it indeed that I have erred, Mine error remaineth with myself.
[5] If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach;
[6] Know now that God hath subverted me in my cause, And hath compassed me with his net.
[7] Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.
[8] He hath walled up my way that I cannot pass, And hath set darkness in my paths.
[9] He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
[10] He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
[11] He hath also kindled his wrath against me, And he counteth me unto him as one of his adversaries.
[12] His troops come on together, And cast up their way against me, And encamp round about my tent.
[13] He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
[14] My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
[15] They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
[16] I call unto my servant, and he giveth me no answer, Though I entreat him with my mouth.
[17] My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.
[18] Even young children despise me; If I arise, they speak against me.
[19] All my familiar friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
[20] My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
[21] Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me.
[22] Why do ye persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
[23] Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
[24] That with an iron pen and lead They were graven in the rock for ever!
[25] But as for me I know that my Redeemer liveth, And at last he will stand up upon the earth:
[26] And after my skin, even this body, is destroyed, Then without my flesh shall I see God;
[27] Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.
[28] If ye say, How we will persecute him! And that the root of the matter is found in me;
[29] Be ye afraid of the sword: For wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, That ye may know there is a judgment.