In Job 18  his friend Bildad continues to assume Job is in the wrong. Bildad goes on to describe how the wicked is confronted with disaster after disaster, which he no doubt thinks correlates with Job's situation quite well.

Job responds in Chap 19, where he continues to describes his misfortunes. Job quite clearly believes God is responsible for the disasters, as in v21 "For the hand of God has struck me!". And yet, Job does not cease to depend and cling to God. In v25, Job says " For I know that my Redeemer lives", suggesting that Job knows God's role as The Redeemer and waiting to be redeemed. He yearns for the time when he will see God at the end of his life. I think this picture of Job's heart shows that even as he describes how God is responsible for the calamities, he is not actually blaming God in the negative sense, rather he is describing his situation, perhaps with a little self-pity and not understanding God's purpose.

Job 18

Bildad: The Wicked Are Punished

 ¹ Then Bildad the Shuhite answered and said: ² “How long till you put an end to words?
      Gain understanding, and afterward we will speak.
 ³ Why are we counted as beasts,
      And regarded as stupid in your sight?
 ⁴ You who tear yourself in anger,
      Shall the earth be forsaken for you?
      Or shall the rock be removed from its place?
 ⁵ “The light of the wicked indeed goes out,
      And the flame of his fire does not shine.
 ⁶ The light is dark in his tent,
      And his lamp beside him is put out.
 ⁷ The steps of his strength are shortened,
      And his own counsel casts him down.
 ⁸ For he is cast into a net by his own feet,
      And he walks into a snare.
 ⁹ The net takes him by the heel,
      And a snare lays hold of him.
 ¹⁰ A noose is hidden for him on the ground,
      And a trap for him in the road.
 ¹¹ Terrors frighten him on every side,
      And drive him to his feet.
 ¹² His strength is starved,
      And destruction is ready at his side.
 ¹³ It devours patches of his skin;
      The firstborn of death devours his limbs.
 ¹⁴ He is uprooted from the shelter of his tent,
      And they parade him before the king of terrors.
 ¹⁵ They dwell in his tent who are none of his;
      Brimstone is scattered on his dwelling.
 ¹⁶ His roots are dried out below,
      And his branch withers above.
 ¹⁷ The memory of him perishes from the earth,
      And he has no name among the renowned.^[a]
 18 He is driven from light into darkness,
      And chased out of the world.
 ¹⁹ He has neither son nor posterity among his people,
      Nor any remaining in his dwellings.
 ²⁰ Those in the west are astonished at his day,
      As those in the east are frightened.
 ²¹ Surely such are the dwellings of the wicked,
      And this is the place of him who does not know God.”

Job 19

Job Trusts in His Redeemer

 ¹ Then Job answered and said: ² “How long will you torment my soul,
      And break me in pieces with words?
 ³ These ten times you have reproached me;
      You are not ashamed that you have wronged me.^[a]
 4 And if indeed I have erred,
      My error remains with me.
 ⁵ If indeed you exalt yourselves against me,
      And plead my disgrace against me,
 ⁶ Know then that God has wronged me,
      And has surrounded me with His net.
 ⁷ “If I cry out concerning wrong, I am not heard.
      If I cry aloud, there is no justice.
 ⁸ He has fenced up my way, so that I cannot pass;
      And He has set darkness in my paths.
 ⁹ He has stripped me of my glory,
      And taken the crown from my head.
 ¹⁰ He breaks me down on every side,
      And I am gone;
      My hope He has uprooted like a tree.
 ¹¹ He has also kindled His wrath against me,
      And He counts me as one of His enemies.
 ¹² His troops come together
      And build up their road against me;
      They encamp all around my tent.
 ¹³ “He has removed my brothers far from me,
      And my acquaintances are completely estranged from me.
 ¹⁴ My relatives have failed,
      And my close friends have forgotten me.
 ¹⁵ Those who dwell in my house, and my maidservants,
      Count me as a stranger;
      I am an alien in their sight.
 ¹⁶ I call my servant, but he gives no answer;
      I beg him with my mouth.
 ¹⁷ My breath is offensive to my wife,
      And I am repulsive to the children of my own body.
 ¹⁸ Even young children despise me;
      I arise, and they speak against me.
 ¹⁹ All my close friends abhor me,
      And those whom I love have turned against me.
 ²⁰ My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh,
      And I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
 ²¹ “Have pity on me, have pity on me, O you my friends,
      For the hand of God has struck me!
 ²² Why do you persecute me as God does,
      And are not satisfied with my flesh?
 ²³ “Oh, that my words were written!
      Oh, that they were inscribed in a book!
 ²⁴ That they were engraved on a rock
      With an iron pen and lead, forever!
 ²⁵ For I know that my Redeemer lives,
      And He shall stand at last on the earth;
 ²⁶ And after my skin is destroyed, this I know,
      That in my flesh I shall see God,
 ²⁷ Whom I shall see for myself,
      And my eyes shall behold, and not another.
      How my heart yearns within me!
 ²⁸ If you should say, ‘How shall we persecute him?’—
      Since the root of the matter is found in me,
 ²⁹ Be afraid of the sword for yourselves;
      For wrath brings the punishment of the sword,
      That you may know there is a judgment.”