Job: My Redeemer Lives
Job asks how long the friends will keep tormenting and crushing him with words, noting that they have already reproached him again and again without shame. Even if he has gone astray, he says, the fault remains with him, but if they insist on magnifying themselves over him they should recognize that it is God who has hemmed him in and cast the net around him.
T1hen Job answered: 2“How long will you torment me 3Ten times now you have reproached me; 4Even if I have truly gone astray, 5If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me 6then understand that it is God who has wronged me
Job says he cries out about violence but receives no answer and finds no justice. God has blocked his path, stripped him of honor, uprooted his hope like a tree, kindled anger against him, and advanced on him like an army laying siege to his tent.
7Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response; 8He has blocked my way so I cannot pass; 9He has stripped me of my honor 10He tears me down on every side until I am gone; 11His anger burns against me, 12His troops advance together;
Job says brothers, relatives, guests, servants, his wife, children, and close friends have all turned away from him, so that he is reduced almost to skin and bone. Out of that abandonment he begs the friends for pity, because God's hand has touched him and their further persecution only deepens what has already fallen on him.
13He has removed my brothers from me; 14My kinsmen have failed me, 15My guests and maidservants count me as a stranger; 16I call for my servant, but he does not answer, 17My breath is repulsive to my wife, 18Even little boys scorn me; 19All my best friends despise me, 20My skin and flesh cling to my bones; 21Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, 22Why do you persecute me as God does?
Job wishes his words could be permanently inscribed, then declares that his Redeemer lives and will stand at last upon the earth. Even after his skin has been destroyed, Job expects to see God for himself, and from that confidence he warns the friends that if they keep making him the root of the matter, they should fear the sword because judgment is real.
23I wish that my words were recorded 24by an iron stylus on lead, 25But I know that my Redeemer lives, 26Even after my skin has been destroyed, 27I will see Him for myself; 28If you say, ‘Let us persecute him, 29then you should fear the sword yourselves,