| Chapter 6
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| 1 | But Job
answered and said, |
| 2 | Oh
that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances
together! |
| 3 | 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! |
| 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? |
| 13 | 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; |
| 16 | Which are blackish by reason of the
ice, and wherein the snow is hid: |
|
17 | 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. |
| 21 | For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are
afraid. |
| 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. |
|
25 | How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing
reprove? |
| 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. |
| 28 | 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? |
