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New Testament
Job 19
Round Two: Job's Second Speech:
I Know That My Redeemer Lives
191Then Job responded:
2How long will you torment my soul?
How long will you crush me with words?
3Ten times now you have insulted me,
but you are not ashamed that you are treating me so badly.
4But even if I actually were in the wrong,
my error would remain my own concern.
5To be sure, when you lord it over me,
and you hurl my disgrace against me,
6you should know that God has denied me justice,
and he has trapped me in his net.
7Listen to me!
I cry out, “Injustice,” but I get no answer.
I call for help, but there is no justice.
8He has blocked my way, so I cannot get by.
He has brought darkness on my paths.
9He has stripped me of my honor,
and he has taken the crown off my head.
10He tears me down on every side, until I am gone.
He uproots my hope like a tree.
11His anger burns against me,
and he regards me as his enemy.
12Together his troops advance against me.
They build a siege ramp against me.
They camp all around my tent.
13He has distanced my brothers far from me,
and those who know me treat me like a stranger.
14My relatives stay away.
Even my close friends have forgotten me.
15Even my houseguests and my female servants treat me like a stranger.
They look upon me as a foreigner.
16I summon my servant, but he does not answer,
even though I beg him to be gracious to me.
17My breath keeps my wife away from me,
and I am repulsive to my mother's children.
18Even young boys reject me.
When I get up, they speak against me.
19My closest confidants shun me,
and those I love have turned against me.
20I am nothing but skin and bones.
I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Have mercy on me.
Have mercy on me, you friends of mine,
because the hand of God has struck me.
22Why do you pursue me the way God does?
Will you never get enough of my flesh?
23Oh how I wish that my words were written down.
24that they would be engraved in rock forever
with an iron tool and letters filled with lead.
26Then, even after my skin has been destroyed,
27I myself will see him.
My own eyes will see him, and not as a stranger.
28If you say, “What can we do to pursue him?”
and “He is the root of his own problems,”
29then you should fear the edge of the sword for yourselves!
For wrath brings the punishment of the sword,
so that you will know that there is judgment.