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Chapter 6 |
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1 | But Job answered and said, |
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Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances
together! |
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| For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea:
therefore my words are swallowed up. |
| 4 | For the arrows of the Almighty
are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do
set themselves in array against me. |
| 5 | Doth the wild ass bray when he
hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder? |
| 6 | Can that which
is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an
egg? |
| 7 |
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful
meat. |
| 8 |
Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me
the thing that I long for! |
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9 | Even that it would please God to
destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! |
| 10 | Then
should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not
spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. |
| 11 | What is
my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my
life? |
| 12 |
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of
brass? |
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| Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from
me? |
| 14 |
To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his
friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. |
| 15 | My brethren
have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass
away; |
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Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow
is hid: |
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| What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot,
they are consumed out of their place. |
| 18 | The paths of their way are
turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish. |
| 19 | The troops
of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them. |
| 20 | They were
confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
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| 21 | For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
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| 22 | Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your
substance? |
| 23
| Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from
the hand of the mighty? |
| 24 | Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and
cause me to understand wherein I have erred. |
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25 | How forcible are right
words! but what doth your arguing reprove? |
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26 | Do ye imagine to
reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as
wind? |
| 27 |
Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your
friend. |
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| Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident
unto you if I lie. |
| 29 | Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity;
yea, return again, my righteousness is in it. |
| 30 | Is there
iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things? |
