| 1 | And Job answereth and saith: -- |
| 2 | Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words? |
| 3 | These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me -- |
| 4 | And also—truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain. |
| 5 | If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach; |
| 6 | Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round, |
| 7 | Lo, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment. |
| 8 | My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth. |
| 9 | Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head. |
| 10 | He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope. |
| 11 | And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries. |
| 12 | Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent. |
| 13 | My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me. |
| 14 | Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me, |
| 15 | Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes. |
| 16 | To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him. |
| 17 | My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my [mother's] womb. |
| 18 | Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me. |
| 19 | Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me. |
| 20 | To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth. |
| 21 | Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me. |
| 22 | Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied? |
| 23 | Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven? |
| 24 | With a pen of iron and lead—For ever in a rock they may be hewn. |
| 25 | That—I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise. |
| 26 | And after my skin hath compassed this [body], Then from my flesh I see God: |
| 27 | Whom I—I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom. |
| 28 | But ye say, 'Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me. |
| 29 | Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious [are] the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that [there is] a judgment. |