Job 19

NEW JERUSALEM	CATHOLIC PUBLIC DOMAIN
1 Job spoke next. He said:	1 But Job answered by saying:
2 How much longer are you going to torment me and crush me by your speeches?	2 How long will you afflict my soul and wear me down with words?
3 You have insulted me ten times already: have you no shame at maltreating me?	3 So, ten times you confound me and are not ashamed to oppress me.
4 Even if I had gone astray, my error would still be my own affair.	4 Now, of course, if I have been ignorant, my ignorance will be with me.
5 But, whereas you take this superior attitude and claim that my disgrace is my own fault,	5 But you have risen up against me, and you accuse me to my disgrace.
6 I tel you that God has wronged me and enveloped me in his net.	6 At least now you should understand that God has not afflicted me with a balanced judgment, though he has encompassed me with his scourges.
7 If I protest against such violence, I am not heard, if I appeal against it, judgement is never given.	7 Behold, I will cry out, enduring violence, and no one will hear. I will announce loudly, but there is no one who may judge.
8 He has built an impassable wal across my path and covered my way with darkness.	8 He has hemmed in my path, and I cannot pass; he has added darkness to my difficult path.
9 He has deprived me of my glory and taken the crown from my head.	9 He has plundered me of my glory, and he has stolen the crown from my head.
10 He assails me from al directions to make me vanish; he uproots my hope as he might a tree.	10 He has destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and, like an uprooted tree, he has taken away my hope.
11 Inflamed with anger against me, he regards me as his foe.	11 His fury has raged against me, and in this way he has treated me like his enemy.
12 His troops have come in force, directing their line of advance towards me, they are now encampedround my tent.	12 His troops have gathered together, and they have made their way to me, and they have besieged my tabernacle all around.
13 He has alienated my brothers from me, my relatives take care to avoid me,	13 He has put my brothers far from me, and my friends have withdrawn from me like strangers.
14 my intimate friends have gone away and the guests in my house have forgotten me.	14 My kinsmen have forsaken me, and those who knew me, have forgotten me.
15 My slave-girls regard me as an intruder, a stranger as far as they are concerned.	15 The inhabitants of my house and my maidservants treat me just as if I were a stranger, and I have been like an sojourner in their eyes.
16 My servant does not answer when I cal him, I am obliged to beg favours from him!	16 I called my servant, and he did not respond; I pleaded with him with my own mouth.
17 My breath is unbearable to my wife, my stench to my own brothers.	17 My wife has shuddered at my breath, and I have begged the sons of my loins.
18 Even the children look down on me, whenever I stand up, they start jeering at me.	18 Even the foolish have looked down on me, and, when I withdrew from them, they spoke ill of me.
19 All my dearest friends recoil from me in horror: those I loved best have turned against me.	19 Those who were sometime my counselors, treat me like an abomination; and he whom I valued the most has turned against me.
20 My flesh is rotting under my skin, my bones are sticking out like teeth.	20 Since my flesh has been consumed, my bone adheres to my skin, and only my lips have been left around my teeth.
21 Pity me, pity me, my friends, since I have been struck by the hand of God.	21 Have mercy on me, have compassion on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord has touched me.
22 Must you persecute me just as God does, and give my body no peace?	22 Why do you pursue me just as God does, and satiate yourselves with my flesh?
23 Will no one let my words be recorded, inscribed on some monument	23 Who will grant to me that my words may be written down? Who will grant to me that they may be inscribed in a book,
24 with iron chisel and engraving tool, cut into the rock for ever?	24 with an iron pen and a plate of lead, or else be carved in stone?
25 I know that I have a living Defender and that he wil rise up last, on the dust of the earth.	25 For I know that my Redeemer lives, and on the last day I will rise out of the earth.
26 After my awakening, he wil set me close to him, and from my flesh I shall look on God.	26 And I will be enveloped again with my skin, and in my flesh I will see my God.
27 He whom I shal see wil take my part: my eyes will be gazing on no stranger. My heart sinks withinme.	27 It is he whom I myself will see, and he whom my eyes will behold, and no other. This, my hope, has taken rest in my bosom.
28 When you say, 'How can we confound him? What pretext can we discover against him?'	28 Why then do you now say: “Let us pursue him, and let us find a basis to speak against him?”
29 You yourselves had best beware the sword, since the wrath bursts into flame at wicked deeds andthen you wil learn that there is indeed a judgement!	29 So then, flee from the face of the sword, for the sword is the avenger of iniquities; but know this: there is to be a judgment.