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¹Then Job answered and said,

²How long will ye vex my soul and break me in pieces with words?

³These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.

⁴And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.

⁵If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:

⁶Know now that God hath subverted me in my cause, and hath compassed me with his net.

⁷Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no judgment.

⁸He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and hath set darkness in my paths.

⁹He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.

¹⁰He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he plucked up like a tree.

¹¹He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his adversaries.

¹²His troops come on together, and cast up their way against me, and encamp round about my tent.

¹³He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.

¹⁴My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.

¹⁵They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.

¹⁶I call unto my servant, and he giveth me no answer, though I entreat him with my mouth.

¹⁷My breath is strange to my wife, and my supplication to the children of my mother’s womb.

¹⁸Even young children despise me; if I arise, they speak against me.

¹⁹All my inward friends abhor me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.

²⁰My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.

²¹Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.

²²Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

²³Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were inscribed in a book!

²⁴That with an iron pen and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!

²⁵But I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand up at the last upon the earth:

²⁶And after my skin hath been thus destroyed, yet from my flesh shall I see God:

²⁷Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another. My reins are consumed within me.

²⁸If ye say, How we will persecute him! seeing that the root of the matter is found in me;

²⁹Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.