My breath is offensive to my wife; I am loathsome1 to my own brothers.
Even the little boys2 scorn me; when I appear, they ridicule me.319
All my intimate friends4 detest me;5 those I love have turned against me.620
I am nothing but skin and bones;7 I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.a21
"Have pity on me, my friends,8 have pity, for the hand of God has struck9 me.
Why do you pursue10 me as God does?11 Will you never get enough of my flesh?1223
"Oh, that my words were recorded, that they were written on a scroll,1324
that they were inscribed with an iron tool14 onb lead, or engraved in rock forever!1525
I know that my Redeemerc16 lives,17 and that in the end he will stand upon the earth.d26
And after my skin has been destroyed, yete inf my flesh I will see God;1827
I myself will see him with my own eyes19--I, and not another. How my heart yearns20 within me!