Job 6

Then Job answered and said: 2  “Oh 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 donkey 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 juice of the mallow? 7  My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me”. 8  “Oh that I might have my request and that God would fulfill my hope, 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 comfort; 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  Have I any help in me, when resource is driven from me? 14  “He who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty. 15  My brothers are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as torrential streams that pass away, 16  which are dark with ice and where the snow hides itself. 17  When they melt, 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 travelers of Sheba hope. 20  They are ashamed because they were confident; they come there and are disappointed. 21  For you have now become nothing; 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, Redeem me from the hand of the ruthless? 24  “Teach me and I will be silent; make me understand how I have gone astray. 25  How forceful are upright 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  Please turn; let no injustice be done. Turn now; my vindication is at stake. 30  Is there any injustice on my tongue? Cannot my palate discern the cause of calamity”?

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