Thursday, October 3 : Book of Job 19,21-27.
Pity me, pity me, O you my friends, for the hand of God has struck me!
Why do you hound me as though you were divine, and insatiably prey upon me?
Oh, would that my words were written down! Would that they were inscribed in a record:
That with an iron chisel and with lead they were cut in the rock forever!
But as for me, I know that my Vindicator lives, and that he will at last stand forth upon the dust;
And from my flesh I shall see God; my inmost being is consumed with longing.
Whom I myself shall see: my own eyes, not another’s, shall behold him,
Roman Catholic Ordinary Calendar – rosary,team
