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¹ And Job answers and says:² "Until when do you afflict my soul, || And bruise me with words?³ These ten times you put me to shame, you do not blush. You make yourselves strange to me—⁴ And also—truly, I have erred, || My error remains with me.⁵ If, truly, you magnify yourselves over me, || And decide my reproach against me;⁶ Know now, that God turned me upside down, || And has set around His net against me,⁷ Behold, I cry out—violence, and am not answered, I cry aloud, and there is no judgment.

⁸ He hedged up my way, and I do not pass over, || And He places darkness on my paths.⁹ He has stripped my honor from off me, || And He turns the crown from my head.¹⁰ He breaks me down all around, and I go, || And removes my hope like a tree.¹¹ And He kindles His anger against me, || And reckons me to Him as His adversaries.¹² His troops come in together, || And they raise up their way against me, || And encamp around my tent.¹³ He has put my brothers far off from me, || And my acquaintances have surely been estranged from me.¹⁴ My neighbors have ceased || And my familiar friends have forgotten me,¹⁵ Sojourners of my house and my maids, || Reckon me for a stranger; I have been an alien in their eyes.¹⁶ I have called to my servant, || And he does not answer, || With my mouth I make supplication to him.¹⁷ My spirit is strange to my wife, || And my favors to the sons of my [mother's] womb.¹⁸ Also sucklings have despised me, I rise, and they speak against me.¹⁹ All the men of my counsel detest me, || And those I have loved, || Have been turned against me.²⁰ To my skin and to my flesh || My bone has cleaved, || And I deliver myself with the skin of my teeth.²¹ Pity me, pity me, you my friends, || For the hand of God has struck against me.²² Why do you pursue me as God? And are not satisfied with my flesh?

²³ Who grants now, that my words may be written? Who grants that they may be inscribed in a scroll?²⁴ With a pen of iron and lead—They may be hewn in a rock forever.²⁵ That—I have known my Redeemer, || The Living and the Last, || For He raises the dust.²⁶ And after my skin has surrounded this [body], || Then from my flesh I see God—²⁷ Whom I see on my side, || And my eyes have beheld, and not a stranger, || My reins have been consumed in my bosom.²⁸ But you say, Why do we pursue after him? And the root of the matter has been found in me.²⁹ Be afraid because of the sword, || For the punishments of the sword [are] furious, || That you may know that [there is] a judgment."