My kinsmen have failed me, and my friends have forgotten me.
Bildad had very disingenuously perverted Job's complaints by making them the description of the miserable condition of a wicked man; and yet he repeats them here, to move their pity, and to work upon their good nature, if they had any left in them. I. He complains of the tokens of God's displeasure which he was under, and which infused the wormwood and gall into the affliction and misery.
Commenting on Job 19:8-22
They that dwell in mine house,.... Not his neighbours, as the Septuagint; for though they dwelt near his house, they did not dwell in it; nor inmates and sojourners, lodgers with him, to whom he let out apartments in his house; this cannot be supposed to have been his case, who was the greatest man in all the east; nor even tenants, that hired houses...
Job 19:12-15 12 His troops came together, And threw up their way against me, And encamped round about my tent. 13 My brethren hath He removed far from me, And my acquaintance are quite estranged from me. 14 My kinsfolk fail, And those that knew me have forgotten me.
Commenting on Job 19:12-15