Job 19
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Then Job answered and said,
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How long will you vex my soul, and destroy me with words? only know that the Lord
has dealt with me thus.
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You speak against me; you do not feel for me, but bear hard upon me.
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Yea truly, I have erred in truth, (but the error abides with myself) (19:4AA) in having spoken words which it was not right
to speak; and my words err, and are
unreasonable.
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But alas! for you magnify yourselves against me, and insult me with reproach.
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Know then that it is the Lord that has troubled me, and has raised his bulwark against
me.
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Behold, I Alex. lalw laugh at reproach; I will not speak: or I will cry out, but there is nowhere judgement.
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I am fenced round about, and can by no means escape: he has set darkness Heb. and Alex. on his paths before my face.
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And he has stripped me of my glory, and has taken the crown from my head.
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He has torn me around about, and I am gone: and he has cut off my hope like a tree.
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And he has dreadfully handled me in anger, and has counted me for an enemy.
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His troops also came upon me with one accord, liers in wait compassed my ways.
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My brethren have stood aloof from me; they have recognized strangers rather than me:
and my friends have become pitiless.
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My nearest of kin have not acknowledged me, and they that knew my name, have forgotten
me.
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As for my Gr. neighbours of the house household, and my maid-servants, I was a stranger before them.
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I called my servant, and he hearkened not; and my mouth intreated him.
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And I besought my wife, and Gr. flattering, or, fawning earnestly intreated the sons of my concubines.
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But they rejected me for ever; whenever I rise up, they speak against me.
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They that saw me abhorred me: the very persons whom I had loved, rose up against me.
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My flesh is corrupt under my skin, and my bones are held in my teeth.
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Pity me, pity me, O friends; for it is the hand of the Lord that has touched me.
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Wherefore do you persecute me as also the Lord does, and are not satisfied with my
flesh?
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For Gr. Who would grant, etc. oh that my words were written, and that they were recorded in a book forever,
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with an iron pen and lead, or graven in the rocks!
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For I know that he is eternal who is about to deliver me,
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and to raise up upon the earth my Alex. swma, body skin that endures these sufferings: for these things have been accomplished
to me
of the Lord;
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which I am conscious of in myself, which mine eye has seen, and not another, but all
have been fulfilled to me in my bosom.
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But if you shall also say, What shall we say before him, and so find the root of the
matter in him?
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Do you also beware of Gr. disguise; Alex. krimativ, judgement deceit: for anger will come upon transgressors; and then shall
they know where their
Gr. wood substance is.