1902 Rotherham's Emphasized Bible (EBR)

Job 19

1 Job, complaining of his friends' cruelty, sheweth there is misery enough in him to feed their cruelty. 21, 28 He craveth pity. 25 He believeth the resurrection.

 19:1 ¶ Then responded Job, and said:—

 19:2 How long will ye grieve my soul? or crush me with words?

 19:3 These ten times, have ye reviled me, Shameless ye wrong me.

 19:4 And even if indeed I have erred, with myself lodgeth mine error.

 19:5 If indeed, against me, ye must needs magnify yourselves, and plead, against me, my reproach.

 19:6 Know, then, that, God, hath overthrown me, and, within his net, enclosed me.

 19:7 Lo! I cry—out: Violence! but receive no answer, I cry aloud, but there is no vindication;

 19:8 ¶ My way, hath he walled up, that I cannot pass, and, upon my paths, hath he made darkness rest;

 19:9 My glory—from off me, hath he stripped, and hath removed the crown of my head;

 19:10 He hath ruined me on every side, and I am gone, and he hath taken away—like a tree—my hope;

 19:11 Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries;

 19:12 Together, enter his troops and have cast up, against me, their mound, and have encamped all around my tent;

 19:13 My Brethren—from beside me, hath he moved far away, and, mine acquaintance, are wholly estranged from me;

 19:14 Failed me, have my near of kin, and, mine intimate acquaintances, have forgotten me;

 19:15 Ye guests of my house and my maidens, A stranger, have ye accounted me, An alien, have I become in their eyes;

 19:16 To mine own servant, I called, and he would not answer, With mine own mouth, I kept entreating him;

 19:17 My breath, is strange to my wife, and I am loathsome to the sons of my own mother;

 19:18 Even young children, despise me, I rise up, and they speak against me;

 19:19 All the men of mine intimate circle abhor me, and, these whom I loved, have turned against me;

 19:20 Unto my skin and unto my flesh, have my bones cleaved, and I have escaped with the akin of my teeth.

 19:21 Pity me! pity me! ye, my friends, for, the hand of GOD, hath stricken me!

 19:22 Wherefore should ye persecute me as GOD? and, with my flesh, should not he satisfied?

 19:23 ¶ Oh, then, that my words, could be written, Oh that, in a record, they could be inscribed:

 19:24 That, with a stylus of iron and [with] lead, for all time—in the rock, they could be graven!

 19:25 But, I, know that, my redeemer, liveth, and, as the Last over [my] dust, will he arise;

 19:26 And, though, after my skin is struck off, this [followeth], yet, apart from my flesh, shall I see GOD:

 19:27 Whom, I myself, shall see, on my side, and, mine own eyes, [shall] have looked upon, and not those of a stranger. Exhausted are my deepest desires in my bosom!

 19:28 Surely ye should say—Why should we persecute him? seeing, the root of the matter, is found in me.

 19:29 Be ye afraid—on your part—of the face of the sword, because, wrath, [bringeth] the punishments of the sword, to the end ye may know the Almighty.