Job Chapter 19
So Job was like, "Ayo, let’s chat."
Then Job answered and said,
"For real, how long you gonna mess with my vibes and tear me down with your words?"
How long will ye vex my soul, and break me in pieces with words?
"Y’all have called me out like ten times, no cap, and it’s sus that you don’t even feel it."
These ten times have ye reproached me: ye are not ashamed {that} ye make yourselves strange to me. {make...: or, harden yourselves against me}
"If I messed up, that’s on me, fr."
And be it indeed {that} I have erred, mine error remaineth with myself.
"If you’re just flexing on me and throwing shade, that’s mad wild."
If indeed ye will magnify {yourselves} against me, and plead against me my reproach:
"Just know, God’s got me in a chokehold, and escaping this net is a no-go."
Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.
"I’m out here begging for justice, but no one’s hearing me; I’m yelling, but it’s just crickets out here."
Behold, I cry out of wrong, but I am not heard: I cry aloud, but {there is} no judgment. {wrong: or, violence}
"He’s blocked my path, and I can’t get through, it’s like all dark vibes for me."
He hath fenced up my way that I cannot pass, and he hath set darkness in my paths.
"He’s taken away my shine and snatched my crown, like, what’s the deal?"
He hath stripped me of my glory, and taken the crown {from} my head.
"He’s wrecked me from all angles, and I’m out here feeling hopeless, like a tree just yanked up from the ground."
He hath destroyed me on every side, and I am gone: and mine hope hath he removed like a tree.
God’s low-key upset with me, and he’s looking at me like I’m one of his haters.
He hath also kindled his wrath against me, and he counteth me unto him as {one of} his enemies.
His crew rolled up, coming at me hard, and they’re camping out around my spot.
His troops come together, and raise up their way against me, and encamp round about my tabernacle.
My fam is hella distant, and my homies are totally ghosting me.
He hath put my brethren far from me, and mine acquaintance are verily estranged from me.
My peeps have bounced, and my close friends act like I don’t exist.
My kinsfolk have failed, and my familiar friends have forgotten me.
The folks in my crib and my maids treat me like a complete stranger: I’m a total alien to them.
They that dwell in mine house, and my maids, count me for a stranger: I am an alien in their sight.
I hit up my servant, but he left me on read; I was begging him hard, no cap.
I called my servant, and he gave {me} no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.
My breath’s sus to my wife, even though I was asking for the kids’ sake.
My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's {sake} of mine own body. {mine...: Heb. my belly}
For real, the kids were throwing shade at me; I stood up, and they were talking mad smack.
Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me. {young...: or, the wicked}
All my inner circle is straight up against me: the ones I loved switched sides.
All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me. {my...: Heb. the men of my secret}
My bones are sticking to my skin, and I’m barely hanging on here.
My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. {and to: or, as to}
Yo, show me some love, fam; God’s hand hit me hard, no cap.
Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.
Why you coming for me like God, and still ain't satisfied with my vibes?
Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
Man, I wish my words were jotted down! Like, printed in a whole book, fr!
Oh that my words were now written! oh that they were printed in a book! {Oh...: Heb. Who will give, etc}
They should be carved with an iron pen and locked in stone for eternity, periodt!
That they were graven with an iron pen and lead in the rock for ever!
I know my redeemer is alive, and he’s gonna pop off on the last day here on Earth.
For I know {that} my redeemer liveth, and {that} he shall stand at the latter {day} upon the earth:
Even when worms mess with this body, I’m still gonna peep God in my flesh, no cap.
And {though} after my skin {worms} destroy this {body}, yet in my flesh shall I see God: {And...: or, After I shall awake, though this body be destroyed, yet out of my flesh}
I’m gonna see him for myself, and my eyes will witness it, not someone else's; my soul is lit.
Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; {though} my reins be consumed within me. {another: Heb. a stranger} {though...: or, my reins within me are consumed with earnest desire (for that day} {within...: Heb. in my bosom}
But you should be asking, why are we coming for him when the real problem is me?
But ye should say, Why persecute we him, seeing the root of the matter is found in me? {seeing...: or, and what root of matter is found in me?}
Better watch out for the sword: wrath brings the sword’s punishments, so you know there’s a judgment.
Be ye afraid of the sword: for wrath {bringeth} the punishments of the sword, that ye may know {there is} a judgment.