1 Then Iob answered, and sayd,
2 How long will yee vexe my soule, and breake me in pieces with words?
3 These tenne times haue ye reproched me: you are not ashamed that you make your selues strange to me.
4 And be it indeed that I haue erred, mine errour remaineth with my selfe.
5 If indeed yee will magnifie your selues against me, and plead against me my reproch:
6 Know now that God hath ouerthrowen me, and hath compassed me with his net.
7 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloude, but there is no iudgement.
8 Hee hath fenced vp my way that I cannot passe; and hee hath set darkenesse in my pathes.
9 Hee hath stript me of my glory, and taken the crowne from my head.
10 He hath destroyed me on euery side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he remooued like a tree.
11 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and hee counteth me vnto him as one of his enemies.
12 His troupes come together, and raise vp their way against me, and encampe round about my tabernacle.
13 Hee hath put my brethren farre from me, and mine acquaintance are verely estranged from me.
14 My kinsefolke haue failed, and my familiar friends haue forgotten me.
15 They that dwell in mine house, and my maides count me for a stranger: I am an aliant in their sight.
16 I called my seruant, and he gaue me no answere: I intreated him with my mouth.
17 My breath is strange to my wife, though I entreated for the childrens sake of mine owne body.
18 Yea, yong children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me.
19 All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loued, are turned against me.
20 My bone cleaueth to my skinne, and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skinne of my teeth.
21 Haue pity vpon me, haue pitie vpon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
22 Why doe ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23 Oh that my wordes were now written, oh that they were printed in a booke!
24 That they were grauen with an iron pen and lead, in the rocke for euer.
25 For I know that my Redeemer liueth, and that he shall stand at the latter day, vpon the earth:
26 And though after my skin, wormes destroy this body, yet in my flesh shall I see God:
27 Whom I shal see for my selfe, and mine eyes shall beholde, and not another, though my reines bee consumed within me.
28 But ye should say, Why persecute we him? seeing the root of the matter is found in me.
29 Bee ye afraid of the sword: for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that yee may know there is a iudgement.