Early Church Fathers Scripture Index : Texts

Job 9:31

There are 2 footnotes for this reference.

Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers, Series 1, Volume 9, page 196, footnote 8 (Image)

Chrysostom: On the Priesthood, Ascetic Treatises, Select Homilies and Letters, Homilies on the Statutes

Three Homilies Concerning the Power of Demons. (HTML)

Homily III. On the Power of Man to Resist the Devil. (HTML)

CCEL Footnote 627 (In-Text, Margin)

... are wont to vex our soul. Not only was there no one to soothe him but many even on many sides beset him with taunts. And thou seest him lamenting this bitterly, and saying “but even you too fell upon me.” And he calls them pitiless, and says “My neighbours have rejected me, and my servants spake against me, and I called the sons of my concubines, and they turned away from me.” “And others” saith he “sport upon me, and I became the common talk of all. And my very raiment” saith he “abhorred me.”[Job 9:31] These things at least are unbearable to hear, still more to endure in their reality, extreme poverty, and intolerable disease new and strange, the loss of children so many and so good, and in such a manner, reproaches and gibes, and insults from ...

Nicene and Post-Nicene Fathers, Series 2, Volume 6, page 453, footnote 7 (Image)

Jerome: Letters and Select Works

Treatises. (HTML)

Against the Pelagians. (HTML)

Book I (HTML)

CCEL Footnote 5157 (In-Text, Margin)

... passages which have been detached not only from the rest of Scripture, but from the books in which they occur. For even Job, after he was stricken with the plague, is convicted of having spoken many things against the ruling of God, and to have summoned Him to the bar: “Would that a man stood with God in the judgment as a son of man stands with his fellow.” And again: “Oh that I had one to hear me! that the Almighty might hear my desire, and that the judge would himself write a book!” And again:[Job 9:30-31] “Though I be righteous, mine own mouth shall condemn me: though I be perfect, it shall prove me perverse. If I wash myself with snow-water, and make my hands never so clean, Thou hast dyed me again and again with filth. Mine own clothes have ...