Job 19:9
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He has stripped me of my honor and removed the crown from my head.
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This chapter is Job's answer to Bildad's discourse in the foregoing chapter. Though his spirit was grieved and much heated, and Bildad was very peevish, yet he gave him leave to say all he designed to say, and did not break in upon him in the midst of his argument; but, when he had done, he gave him a fair answer, in which, I. He complains of unkind usage. And very unkindly he takes it. 1. That his comforters added to his affliction (Job 19:2-7). 2. That his God was the author of his affliction (Job 19:8-12). 3. That his relations and friends were strange to him, and shy of him, in his affliction (Job 19:20-22). II. He comforts himself with the believing hopes of happiness in the other world, though he had so little comfort in this, making a very solemn confession of his faith, with a desire that it might be recorded as an evidence of his sincerity (Job 19:23-27). III. He concludes with a caution to his friends not to persist in their hard censures of him (Job 19:28, Job 19:29) If the remonstrance Job here makes of his grievances may serve sometimes to justify our complaints, yet his cheerful views of the future state, at the same time, may shame us Christians, and may serve to silence our complaints, or at least to balance them.
Open source ↗19:9 stripped me of my honor: See 12:17-19; 29:7-14, 20.
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You have ended his splendor and cast his throne to the ground.
He leads counselors away barefoot and makes fools of judges.
You have renounced the covenant with Your servant and sullied his crown in the dust.
The crown has fallen from our head. Woe to us, for we have sinned!
“But now they mock me, men younger than I am, whose fathers I would have refused to entrust with my sheep dogs.
But you will be called the priests of the LORD; they will speak of you as ministers of our God; you will feed on the wealth of nations, and you will boast in their riches.
Ephraim’s glory will fly away like a bird, with no birth, no pregnancy, and no conception.