圣经Job replied, “,
How long will you disturb my heart and crush me with words?
You have humiliated me ten times. You are not ashamed to treat me harshly.
If I am indeed at fault, it is my fault.
Indeed, you will exaggerate towards me and accuse me of my shame.
You should know that God overthrew me and surrounded me with a net.
I called out through grievances, but was not accepted. I plead, but I cannot make a judgment.
God has blocked my path with a fence, preventing me from passing through. Make my path dark again.
He stripped me of my glory and removed the crown from my head.
He attacked me on all sides, and I returned to death. He uprooted my hope like a tree.
His anger is raging against me, making me an enemy.
His army came together and built a battle path to attack me. Camp around my tent.
He separated my brothers from afar, making all my acquaintances completely unfamiliar with me.
My relatives have severed ties with me. My close friends have all forgotten about me.
Those who reside in my house and my maidservants consider me an outsider. I consider myself a foreigner in their eyes.
I called out to my servant, even though I begged him with my mouth, he still did not answer.
My wife hates the smell of my mouth. My plea is also despised by my fellow countrymen.
Even children despise me. If I get up, they all mock me.
My close friends all hate me. The person I usually love turns their face at me.
My skin and flesh cling tightly to my bones. I escaped with only my gums left.
My friend, pity me. Poor me. Because God’s hand is attacking me.
Why do you seem like God persecuting me, thinking that my flesh is not enough to eat?
May my words be written now and recorded in a book.
Engraved with an iron pen, poured with lead on a rock, and preserved forever.
I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end he will stand on the ground.
After my flesh and skin are consumed, I will see God beyond my flesh.
I want to see him myself, see him with my own eyes, not like outsiders. My heart has been destroyed within me.
If you say, How much do we persecute him? The root of the trouble lies in him.
Fear the sword. Because anger provokes the punishment of the sword, so that you may know the retribution.
