Job 19 in the early church

“How long will you torment me and crush me with your words?

Ten times now you have reproached me; you shamelessly mistreat me.

Even if I have truly gone astray, my error concerns me alone.

If indeed you would exalt yourselves above me and use my disgrace against me,

then understand that it is God who has wronged me and drawn His net around me.

Though I cry out, ‘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 veiled my paths with darkness.

His troops advance together; they construct a ramp against me and encamp around my tent.

He has removed my brothers from me; my acquaintances have abandoned me.

My kinsmen have failed me, and my friends have forgotten me.

I call for my servant, but he does not answer, though I implore him with my own mouth.

Have pity on me, my friends, have pity, for the hand of God has struck me.

But I know that my Redeemer lives, and in the end He will stand upon the earth.

Even after my skin has been destroyed, yet in my flesh I will see God.