Job 19:7–12

Behold, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered;

I call for help, but there is no justice.

He has walled up my way, so that I cannot pass,

and he has set darkness upon my paths.

He has stripped from me my glory

and taken the crown from my head.

He breaks me down on every side, and I am gone,

and my hope has he pulled up like a tree.

He has kindled his wrath against me

and counts me as his adversary.

His troops come on together;

they have cast up their siege ramp against me

and encamp around my tent.

“Though I cry, ‘Violence!’ I get no response;

though I call for help, there is no justice.

He has blocked my way so I cannot pass;

he has shrouded my paths in darkness.

He has stripped me of my honor

and removed the crown from my head.

He tears me down on every side till I am gone;

he uproots my hope like a tree.

His anger burns against me;

he counts me among his enemies.

His troops advance in force;

they build a siege ramp against me

and encamp around my tent.

“I cry out, ‘Help!’ but no one answers me.

I protest, but there is no justice.

God has blocked my way so I cannot move.

He has plunged my path into darkness.

He has stripped me of my honor

and removed the crown from my head.

He has demolished me on every side, and I am finished.

He has uprooted my hope like a fallen tree.

His fury burns against me;

he counts me as an enemy.

His troops advance.

They build up roads to attack me.

They camp all around my tent.

“Look, I cry out, ‘Violence!’ but I am not answered;

I cry out, but there is no justice.

He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass;

and he has set darkness upon my paths.

He has taken my glory from me,

and he has removed the crown of my head.

He has broken me down all around, and I am gone.

And he has uprooted my hope like a tree,

and he has kindled his wrath against me,

and he has counted me as one of his foes.

His troops have come together

and have thrown up their rampart against me

and have encamped around my tent.

Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard:

I cry aloud, but there is no judgment.

He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass,

And he hath set darkness in my paths.

He hath stripped me of my glory,

And taken the crown from my head.

He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone:

And mine hope hath he removed like a tree.

He hath also kindled his wrath against me,

And he counteth me unto him as one of his enemies.

His troops come together,

And raise up their way against me,

And encamp round about my tabernacle.