Job - 6

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?