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Chapter 19
1Job said in reply:
2How long will you grieve my spirit,And crush me with words?
3Time and again you humiliate me,And are not ashamed to abuse me.
4If indeed I have erred,My error remains with me.
5Though you are overbearing toward me,Reproaching me with my disgrace,
6Yet know that God has wronged me;He has thrown up siege works around me.
7I cry, “Violence!” but am not answered;I shout, but can get no justice.
8He has barred my way; I cannot pass;He has laid darkness upon my path.
9He has stripped me of my glory,Removed the crown from my head.
10He tears down every part of me; I perish;He uproots my hope like a tree.
11He kindles His anger against me;He regards me as one of His foes.
12His troops advance together;They build their road toward meAnd encamp around my tent.
13He alienated my kin from me;My acquaintances disown me.
14My relatives are gone;My friends have forgotten me.
15My dependents and maidservants regard me as a stranger;I am an outsider to them.
16I summon my servant but he does not respond;I must myself entreat him.
17My odor is repulsive to my wife;I am loathsome to my children.
18Even youngsters disdain me;When I rise, they speak against me.
19All my bosom friends detest me;Those I love have turned against me.
20My bones stick to my skin and flesh;I escape with the skin of my teeth.
21Pity me, pity me! You are my friends;For the hand of God has struck me!
22Why do you pursue me like God,Maligning me insatiably?
23O that my words were written down;Would they were inscribed in a record,
24Incised on a rock foreverWith iron stylus and lead!
25But I know that my Vindicator lives;In the end He will testify on earth—
26This, after my skin will have been peeled off.But I would behold God while still in my flesh,
27I myself, not another, would behold Him;Would see with my own eyes:My heart pines within me.
28You say, “How do we persecute him?The root of the matter is in him.”
29Be in fear of the sword,For [your] fury is iniquity worthy of the sword;Know there is a judgment!
Translation: Tanakh: The Holy Scriptures (Jewish Publication Society, 1985), via Sefaria, used under CC BY-NC.
Paragraph divisions follow the Masoretic text (Miqra according to the Masorah, CC BY-SA).