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Job 19
His troops come together and besiege me,
And they camp around my tent.
My own brothers he has driven far away from
me,
And those who know me have turned away
from me.
My close companions are gone,
And those whom I knew well have forgotten
me.
Guests in my house and my slave girls consider
me a stranger;
I am a foreigner in their eyes.
I call for my servant, but he does not respond;
With my mouth I beg him for compassion.
My very breath has become loathsome to mu
wife,
And I am a stench to my own brothers.
Even young children despise me;
When I rise up, they begin jeering at me.
All my close friends detest me,
And those whom I loved have turned against
me.
My bones stick to my skin and my flesh,
And I escape with the skin of my teeth.
- Is it possible to be more VICIOUS!
- The devil has been closing all the doors, one after one!
- Enjoying himself when closing each one!
- Enjoying each blow!
- And leaving some hope to Job before taking it away!
- And repeating the action again and again!