YLT - Job - 19

19:1  And Job answereth and saith: --

19:2  Till when do ye afflict my soul, And bruise me with words?

19:3  These ten times ye put me to shame, ye blush not. Ye make yourselves strange to me--

19:4  And also--truly, I have erred, With me doth my error remain.

19:5  If, truly, over me ye magnify yourselves, And decide against me my reproach;

19:6  Know now, that God turned me upside down, And His net against me hath set round,

19:7  Lo, I cry out--violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.

19:8  My way He hedged up, and I pass not over, And on my paths darkness He placeth.

19:9  Mine honour from off me He hath stripped, And He turneth the crown from my head.

19:10  He breaketh me down round about, and I go, And removeth like a tree my hope.

19:11  And He kindleth against me His anger, And reckoneth me to Him as His adversaries.

19:12  Come in do His troops together, And they raise up against me their way, And encamp round about my tent.

19:13  My brethren from me He hath put far off, And mine acquaintances surely Have been estranged from me.

19:14  Ceased have my neighbours And my familiar friends have forgotten me,

19:15  Sojourners of my house and my maids, For a stranger reckon me: An alien I have been in their eyes.

19:16  To my servant I have called, And he doth not answer, With my mouth I make supplication to him.

19:17  My spirit is strange to my wife, And my favours to the sons of my mother's womb.

19:18  Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.

19:19  Abominate me do all the men of my counsel, And those I have loved, Have been turned against me.

19:20  To my skin and to my flesh Cleaved hath my bone, And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.

19:21  Pity me, pity me, ye my friends, For the hand of God hath stricken against me.

19:22  Why do you pursue me as God? And with my flesh are not satisfied?

19:23  Who doth grant now, That my words may be written? Who doth grant that in a book they may be graven?

19:24  With a pen of iron and lead--For ever in a rock they may be hewn.

19:25  That--I have known my Redeemer, The Living and the Last, For the dust he doth rise.

19:26  And after my skin hath compassed this body , Then from my flesh I see God:

19:27  Whom I--I see on my side, And mine eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, Consumed have been my reins in my bosom.

19:28  But ye say, `Why do we pursue after him?' And the root of the matter hath been found in me.

19:29  Be ye afraid because of the sword, For furious are the punishments of the sword, That ye may know that there is a judgment.