Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
Job 19:7 - Revised Version with Apocrypha 1895 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no judgement More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but there is no judgment. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Behold, I cry out, Violence! but I am not heard; I cry aloud for help, but there is no justice. American Standard Version (1901) Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry for help, but there is no justice. Common English Bible If I cry “Violence!” I’m not answered; I shout—but there is no justice. Catholic Public Domain Version Behold, I will cry out, enduring violence, and no one will hear. I will announce loudly, but there is no one who may judge. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Behold, I shall cry suffering violence, and no one will hear: I shall cry aloud, and there is none to judge. |
Is it good unto thee that thou shouldest oppress, That thou shouldest despise the work of thine hands, And shine upon the counsel of the wicked?
That he would maintain the right of a man with God, And of a son of man with his neighbour!
Behold, I know your thoughts, And the devices which ye wrongfully imagine against me.
I cry unto thee, and thou dost not answer me: I stand up, and thou lookest at me.
Surely against a ruinous heap he will not put forth his hand; Though it be in his destruction, one may utter a cry because of these things.
I go mourning without the sun: I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
Wilt thou even disannul my judgement? Wilt thou condemn me, that thou mayest be justified?
The earth is given into the hand of the wicked: He covereth the faces of the judges thereof; If it be not he, who then is it?
For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him, That we should come together in judgement.
O my God, I cry in the day-time, but thou answerest not; And in the night season, and am not silent.
For as often as I speak, I cry out; I cry, Violence and spoil: because the word of the LORD is made a reproach unto me, and a derision, all the day.