1Then Job answered and said,
2How long will ye vex my soul,
3These ten times have ye reproached me:
4And be it indeed that I have erred,
5If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me,
6Know now that God hath overthrown me,
7Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard:
8He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass,
9He hath stript me of my glory,
10He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone:
11He hath also kindled his wrath against me,
12His troops come together,
13He hath put my brethren far from me,
14My kinsfolk have failed,
15They that dwell in mine house, and my maidens,
16I called my servant, and he gave me no answer;
17My breath is strange to my wife,
18Yea, young children despised me;
19All my inward friends abhorred me:
20My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh,
21Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends;
22Why do ye persecute me as God,
23O that my words were now written!
24That they were graven with an iron pen and lead
25For I know that my Redeemer liveth,
26And though after my skin worms destroy this body,
27Whom I shall see for myself,
28But ye should say, Why persecute we him?
29Be ye afraid of the sword: