Job - douay rheims

Chapter 19

¹ Then Job answered , and said:
² How long do you afflict my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
³ Behold, these ten times you confound me, and are not ashamed to oppress me.
⁴ For if I have been ignorant, my ignorance shall be with me.
⁵ But you have set yourselves up against me, and reprove me with my reproaches.
⁶ At least now understand, that God hath not afflicted me with an equal judgment, and compassed me with his scourges.
⁷ Behold I cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge.
⁸ He hath hedged in my path round about, and I cannot pass, and in my way he hath set darkness.
⁹ He hath stripped me of my glory, and hath taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am lost, and he hath taken away my hope, as from a tree that is plucked up.
¹¹ His wrath is kindled against me, and he hath counted me as his enemy.
¹² His troops have come together, and have made themselves a way by me, and have besieged my tabernacle round about.
¹³ He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance like strangers have departed from me.
¹⁴ My kinsmen have forsaken me, and they that knew me, have forgotten me.
¹⁵ They that dwelt in my house, and my maidservants have counted me a stranger, and I have been like an alien in their eyes.
¹⁶ I called my servant, and he gave me no answer, I entreated him with my own mouth.
¹⁷ My wife hath abhorred my breath, and I entreated the children of my womb.
¹⁸ Even fools despise me; and when I gone from them, they spoke against me.
¹⁹ They that were sometime my counsellors, have abhorred me: and he whom I love most is turned against me.
²⁰ The flesh being consumed. My bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth.
²¹ Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.
²² Why do you persecute me as God, and glut yourselves with my flesh?
²³ Who will grant me that my words may be written? Who will grant me that they may be marked down in a book?
²⁴ With an iron pen and in a plate of lead, or else be graven with an instrument in flint stone.
²⁵ For I know that my Redeemer liveth, and in the last day I shall rise out of the earth.
²⁶ And I shall be clothed again with my skin, and in my flesh I will see my God.
²⁷ Whom I myself shall see, and my eyes shall behold, and not another: this my hope is laid up in my bosom.
²⁸ Why then do you say now: Let us persecute him, and let us find occasion of word against him?
²⁹ Flee then from the face of the sword, for the sword is the revenger of iniquities: and know ye that there is judgment.

Job - webster

Chapter 19

¹ Then Job answered and said,
² How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
³ These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed that ye make yourselves strange to me.
⁴ And be it indeed that I have erred, my error remaineth with myself.
⁵ If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach:
⁶ Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath encompassed me with his net.
⁷ Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
⁸ He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
⁹ He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and my hope hath he removed like a tree.
¹¹ He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me to him as one of his enemies.
¹² His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp around my tabernacle.
¹³ He hath put my brethren far from me, and my acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
¹⁴ My kinsmen have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
¹⁵ They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
¹⁶ I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I entreated him with my mouth.
¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, though I entreated for the children's sake of my own body.
¹⁸ Yes, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.
¹⁹ All my intimate friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me.
²⁰ My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped with the skin of my teeth.
²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
²² Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
²³ Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book!
²⁴ That they were graven with an iron pen in lead, in the rock for ever!
²⁵ For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he will stand at the latter day upon the earth:
²⁶ And though after my skin worms destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
²⁷ Whom I shall see for myself, and my eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
²⁸ But ye would say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me?
²⁹ Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.

Job - world english bible

Chapter 19

¹ Job answered,
² long will you torment me, and crush me with words?
³ have reproached me ten times. You aren't ashamed that you attack me.
⁴ it is true that I have erred, my error remains with myself.
⁵ indeed you will magnify yourselves against me, and plead against me my reproach;
⁶ now that God has subverted me, and has surrounded me with his net.
⁷ I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard. I cry for help, but there is no justice.
⁸ has walled up my way so that I can't pass, and has set darkness in my paths.
⁹ has stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ has broken me down on every side, and I am gone. My hope he has plucked up like a tree.
¹¹ has also kindled his wrath against me. He counts me among his adversaries.
¹² troops come on together, build a siege ramp against me, and encamp around my tent.
¹³ has put my brothers far from me. My acquaintances are wholly estranged from me.
¹⁴ relatives have gone away. My familiar friends have forgotten me.
¹⁵ who dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger. I am an alien in their sight.
¹⁶ call to my servant, and he gives me no answer. I beg him with my mouth.
¹⁷ breath is offensive to my wife. I am loathsome to the children of my own mother.
¹⁸ young children despise me. If I arise, they speak against me.
¹⁹ my familiar friends abhor me. They whom I loved have turned against me.
²⁰ bones stick to my skin and to my flesh. I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
²¹ pity on me, have pity on me, you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.
²² do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
²³ that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
²⁴ with an iron pen and lead they were engraved in the rock forever!
²⁵ as for me, I know that my Redeemer lives. In the end, he will stand upon the earth.
²⁶ my skin is destroyed, then in my flesh shall I see God,
²⁷ I, even I, shall see on my side. My eyes shall see, and not as a stranger. "My heart is consumed within me.
²⁸ you say, 'How we will persecute him!' because the root of the matter is found in me,
²⁹ afraid of the sword, for wrath brings the punishments of the sword, that you may know there is a judgment."

Job - darby

Chapter 19

¹ And Job answered and said,
² How long will ye vex my soul, and crush me with words?
³ These ten times have ye reproached me; ye are not ashamed to stupefy me.
⁴ And be it [that] I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.
⁵ If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and prove against me my reproach,
⁶ Know now that +God hath overthrown me, and hath surrounded me with his net.
⁷ Behold, I cry out of wrong, and I am not heard; I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.
⁸ He hath hedged up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
⁹ He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ He breaketh me down on every side, and I am gone; and my hope hath he torn up as a tree.
¹¹ And he hath kindled his anger against me, and hath counted me unto him as one of his enemies.
¹² His troops have come together and cast up their way against me, and have encamped round about my tent.
¹³ He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are quite estranged from me.
¹⁴ My kinsfolk have failed, and my known friends have forgotten me.
¹⁵ The sojourners in my house and my maids count me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
¹⁶ I called my servant, and he answered not; I entreated him with my mouth.
¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, and my entreaties to the children of my [mother's] womb.
¹⁸ Even young children despise me; I rise up, and they speak against me.
¹⁹ All my intimate friends abhor me, and they whom I loved are turned against me.
²⁰ My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, ye my friends; for the hand of +God hath touched me.
²² Why do ye persecute me as ùGod, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
²³ Oh would that my words were written! oh that they were inscribed in a book!
²⁴ That with an iron style and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!
²⁵ And [as for] me, I know that my Redeemer liveth, and the Last, he shall stand upon the earth;
²⁶ And [if] after my skin this shall be destroyed, yet from out of my flesh shall I see +God;
²⁷ Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another: -- my reins are consumed within me.
²⁸ If ye say, How shall we persecute him? when the root of the matter is found in me,
²⁹ Be ye yourselves afraid of the sword! for the sword is fury against misdeeds, that ye may know there is a judgment.

Job - american standard version

Chapter 19

¹ Then Job answered and said,
² How long will ye vex my soul, And break me in pieces with words?
³ These ten times have ye reproached me: Ye are not ashamed that ye deal hardly with me.
⁴ And be it indeed that I have erred, Mine error remaineth with myself.
⁵ If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, And plead against me my reproach;
⁶ Know now that God hath subverted me [in my cause], And hath compassed me with his net.
⁷ Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice.
⁸ He hath walled up my way that I cannot pass, And hath set darkness in my paths.
⁹ He hath stripped me of my glory, And taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ He hath broken me down on every side, and I am gone; And my hope hath he plucked up like a tree.
¹¹ He hath also kindled his wrath against me, And he counteth me unto him as [one of] his adversaries.
¹² His troops come on together, And cast up their way against me, And encamp round about my tent.
¹³ He hath put my brethren far from me, And mine acquaintance are wholly estranged from me.
¹⁴ My kinsfolk have failed, And my familiar friends have forgotten me.
¹⁵ They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
¹⁶ I call unto my servant, and he giveth me no answer, [Though] I entreat him with my mouth.
¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.
¹⁸ Even young children despise me; If I arise, they speak against me.
¹⁹ All my familiar friends abhor me, And they whom I loved are turned against me.
²⁰ My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, And I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
²¹ Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; For the hand of God hath touched me.
²² Why do ye persecute me as God, And are not satisfied with my flesh?
²³ Oh that my words were now written! Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
²⁴ That with an iron pen and lead They were graven in the rock for ever!
²⁵ But as for me I know that my Redeemer liveth, And at last he will stand up upon the earth:
²⁶ And after my skin, [even] this [body], is destroyed, Then without my flesh shall I see God;
²⁷ Whom I, even I, shall see, on my side, And mine eyes shall behold, and not as a stranger. My heart is consumed within me.
²⁸ If ye say, How we will persecute him! And that the root of the matter is found in me;
²⁹ Be ye afraid of the sword: For wrath [bringeth] the punishments of the sword, That ye may know there is a judgment.

Job - basic english

Chapter 19

¹ And Job made answer and said,
² How long will you make my life bitter, crushing me with words?
³ Ten times now you have made sport of me; it gives you no sense of shame to do me wrong.
⁴ And, truly, if I have been in error, the effect of my error is only on myself.
⁵ If you make yourselves great against me, using my punishment as an argument against me,
⁶ Be certain that it is God who has done me wrong, and has taken me in his net.
⁷ Truly, I make an outcry against the violent man, but there is no answer: I give a cry for help, but no one takes up my cause.
⁸ My way is walled up by him so that I may not go by: he has made my roads dark.
⁹ He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
¹⁰ I am broken down by him on every side, and I am gone; my hope is uprooted like a tree.
¹¹ His wrath is burning against me, and I am to him as one of his haters.
¹² His armies come on together, they make their road high against me, and put up their tents round mine.
¹³ He has taken my brothers far away from me; they have seen my fate and have become strange to me.
¹⁴ My relations and my near friends have given me up, and those living in my house have put me out of their minds.
¹⁵ I am strange to my women-servants, and seem to them as one from another country.
¹⁶ At my cry my servant gives me no answer, and I have to make a prayer to him.
¹⁷ My breath is strange to my wife, and I am disgusting to the offspring of my mother's body.
¹⁸ Even young children have no respect for me; when I get up their backs are turned on me.
¹⁹ All the men of my circle keep away from me; and those dear to me are turned against me.
²⁰ My bones are joined to my skin, and I have got away with my flesh in my teeth.
²¹ Have pity on me, have pity on me, O my friends! for the hand of God is on me.
²² Why are you cruel to me, like God, for ever saying evil against me?
²³ If only my words might be recorded! if they might be put in writing in a book!
²⁴ And with an iron pen and lead be cut into the rock for ever!
²⁵ But I am certain that he who will take up my cause is living, and that in time to come he will take his place on the dust;
²⁶ And ... without my flesh I will see God;
²⁷ Whom I will see on my side, and not as one strange to me. My heart is broken with desire.
²⁸ If you say, How cruel we will be to him! because the root of sin is clearly in him:
²⁹ Be in fear of the sword, for the sword is the punishment for such things, so that you may be certain that there is a judge.