19 Job said in reply:
4 And if indeed I made a mistake,
My error remains with me.
5 If you insist on exalting yourselves over me,
Claiming that the reproach against me is justified,
6 Know, then, that it is God who has misled me,
And he has caught me in his hunting net.
I keep crying for help, but there is no justice.+
8 My path he has blocked with a stone wall, and I cannot pass by;
He has covered my roadways with darkness.+
9 He has stripped me of my glory
And removed the crown from my head.
10 He breaks me down on all sides until I perish;
My hope he uproots like a tree.
12 His troops come together and besiege me,
And they camp around my tent.
16 I call for my servant, but he does not respond;
With my mouth I beg him for compassion.
18 Even young children despise me;
When I rise up, they begin jeering at me.
23 If only my words were written down,
If only they could be inscribed in a book!
24 O that they were carved forever in the rock,
With an iron stylus and lead!
26 After my skin has thus been destroyed,
While yet in my flesh, I will see God,
27 Whom I will see for myself,
Whom my own eyes will see, not someone else’s.+
But deep inside I feel overwhelmed!*
Since the root of the problem is with me.