King James Version (KJV)
16Â Then Job answered and said,
2Â I have heard many such things: miserable comforters are ye all.
3Â Shall vain words have an end? or what emboldeneth thee that thou answerest?
4Â I also could speak as ye do: if your soul were in my soul’s stead, I could heap up words against you, and shake mine head at you.
5Â But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.
6Â Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?
7Â But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
8Â And thou hast filled me with wrinkles, which is a witness against me: and my leanness rising up in me beareth witness to my face.
9Â He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.
10Â They have gaped upon me with their mouth; they have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully; they have gathered themselves together against me.
11Â God hath delivered me to the ungodly, and turned me over into the hands of the wicked.
12Â I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.
13Â His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
14Â He breaketh me with breach upon breach, he runneth upon me like a giant.
15Â I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin, and defiled my horn in the dust.
16Â My face is foul with weeping, and on my eyelids is the shadow of death;
17Â Not for any injustice in mine hands: also my prayer is pure.
18Â O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
19Â Also now, behold, my witness is in heaven, and my record is on high.
20Â My friends scorn me: but mine eye poureth out tears unto God.
21Â O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man pleadeth for his neighbour!
22Â When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.
17Â My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
2Â Are there not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
3Â Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4Â For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
5Â He that speaketh flattery to his friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6Â He hath made me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
7Â Mine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, and all my members are as a shadow.
8Â Upright men shall be astonied at this, and the innocent shall stir up himself against the hypocrite.
9Â The righteous also shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be stronger and stronger.
10Â But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find one wise man among you.
11Â My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12Â They change the night into day: the light is short because of darkness.
13Â If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.
14Â I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.
15Â And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?
16Â They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
18Â Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said,
2Â How long will it be ere ye make an end of words? mark, and afterwards we will speak.
3Â Wherefore are we counted as beasts, and reputed vile in your sight?
4Â He teareth himself in his anger: shall the earth be forsaken for thee? and shall the rock be removed out of his place?
5Â Yea, the light of the wicked shall be put out, and the spark of his fire shall not shine.
6Â The light shall be dark in his tabernacle, and his candle shall be put out with him.
7Â The steps of his strength shall be straitened, and his own counsel shall cast him down.
8Â For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he walketh upon a snare.
9Â The gin shall take him by the heel, and the robber shall prevail against him.
10Â The snare is laid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way.
11Â Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall drive him to his feet.
12Â His strength shall be hungerbitten, and destruction shall be ready at his side.
13Â It shall devour the strength of his skin: even the firstborn of death shall devour his strength.
14Â His confidence shall be rooted out of his tabernacle, and it shall bring him to the king of terrors.
15Â It shall dwell in his tabernacle, because it is none of his: brimstone shall be scattered upon his habitation.
16Â His roots shall be dried up beneath, and above shall his branch be cut off.
17Â His remembrance shall perish from the earth, and he shall have no name in the street.
18Â He shall be driven from light into darkness, and chased out of the world.
19Â He shall neither have son nor nephew among his people, nor any remaining in his dwellings.
20Â They that come after him shall be astonied at his day, as they that went before were affrighted.
21Â Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, and this is the place of him that knoweth not God.
19Â Then Job answered and said,
2Â How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
3Â These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
4Â And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.
5Â If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
6Â Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
7Â Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
8Â He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
9Â He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
10Â He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
11Â He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.
12Â His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.
13Â He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
14Â My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
15Â They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
16Â I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.
17Â My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children’s sake of mine own body.
18Â Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19Â All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20Â My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21Â Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22Â Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23Â Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
24Â That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
25Â For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at the latter day upon the earth:
26Â And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27Â Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
28Â But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
29Â Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.