18:018:021 Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked, and this is the
           place of him that knoweth not God.

18:019:001 Then Job answered and said,

18:019:002 How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with
           words?

18:019:003 These ten times have ye reproached me:  ye are not ashamed that
           ye make yourselves strange to me.

18:019:004 And be it indeed that I have erred, mine error remaineth with
           myself.

18:019:005 If indeed ye will magnify yourselves against me, and plead
           against me my reproach: 

18:019:006 Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me
           with his net.

18:019:007 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard:  I cry aloud,
           but there is no judgment.

18:019:008 He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set
           darkness in my paths.

18:019:009 He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown from my
           head.

18:019:010 He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone:  and mine
           hope hath he removed like a tree.

18:019:011 He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me
           unto him as one of his enemies.

18:019:012 His troops come together, and raise up their way against me,
           and encamp round about my tabernacle.

18:019:013 He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are
           verily estranged from me.

18:019:014 My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have
           forgotten me.

18:019:015 They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a
           stranger:  I am an alien in their sight.

18:019:016 I called my servant, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him
           with my mouth.

18:019:017 My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the
           children’s sake of mine own body.

18:019:018 Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake
           against me.

18:019:019 All my inward friends abhorred me:  and they whom I loved are
           turned against me.

18:019:020 My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped
           with the skin of my teeth.

18:019:021 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the
           hand of God hath touched me.

18:019:022 Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my
           flesh?

18:019:023 Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed
           in a book!

18:019:024 That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock
           for ever!

18:019:025 For I know that my redeemer liveth, and that he shall stand at
           the latter day upon the earth: