| 6 | Job | ||
| 1 | Then Job answered: | Job. Jb.6.1-7.21 | |
| 2 | "O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! | ||
| 3 | For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash. | ||
| 4 | For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me. | ||
| 5 | Does the wild ass bray when he has grass, or the ox low over his fodder? | ||
| 6 | Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the slime of the purslane? | ||
| 7 | My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me. | ||
| 8 | "O that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire; | ||
| 9 | that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! | ||
| 10 | This would be my consolation; I would even exult in pain unsparing; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One. | ||
| 11 | What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient? | ||
| 12 | Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze? | ||
| 13 | In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me. | ||
| 14 | "He who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty. | ||
| 15 | My brethren are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as freshets that pass away, | ||
| 16 | which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. | ||
| 17 | In time of heat they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place. | ||
| 18 | The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste, and perish. | ||
| 19 | The caravans of Tema look, the travellers of Sheba hope. | ||
| 20 | They are disappointed because they were confident; they come thither and are confounded. | ||
| 21 | Such you have now become to me; you see my calamity, and are afraid. | ||
| 22 | Have I said, 'Make me a gift'? Or, 'From your wealth offer a bribe for me?' | ||
| 23 | Or, 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand'? Or, 'Ransom me from the hand of oppressors?' | ||
| 24 | "Teach me, and I will be silent; make me understand how I have erred. | ||
| 25 | How forceful are honest words! But what does reproof from you reprove? | ||
| 26 | Do you think that you can reprove words, when the speech of a despairing man is wind? | ||
| 27 | You would even cast lots over the fatherless, and bargain over your friend. | ||
| 28 | "But now, be pleased to look at me; for I will not lie to your face. | ||
| 29 | Turn, I pray, let no wrong be done. Turn now, my vindication is at stake. | ||
| 30 | Is there any wrong in my tongue? Cannot my taste discern calamity? | ||
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