Job 6
1 Then Job responded:
Bvt Iob answered, and said,
2 “If my grief could be weighed and my troubles placed on the scales
Oh that my griefe were well weighed, and my miseries were layed together in the balance.
3 they would be heavier than the sand of the sea. That's why I spoke so rashly.
For it woulde be nowe heauier then the sande of the sea: therefore my wordes are swallowed vp.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; their poison saps my spirit. God's terrors are lined up against me.
For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.
5 Don't wild donkeys bray when their grass is gone? Don't cattle groan when they don't have food!
Doeth the wilde asse bray when he hath grasse? or loweth the oxe when he hath fodder?
6 Can something that's tasteless be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
That which is vnsauerie, shall it be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egge?
7 I just can't touch any food—even the thought makes me feel sick!
Such things as my soule refused to touch, as were sorowes, are my meate.
8 Oh, if only I could have what I really want, that God would give me what I most desire—
Oh that I might haue my desire, and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
9 that God would be willing to crush me to death, that he would just let me die!
That is, that God would destroy me: that he would let his hand go, and cut me off.
10 But it still comforts me to know, making me happy through the never-ending pain, that I have never rejected the words of God.
Then should I yet haue comfort, (though I burne with sorowe, let him not spare) because I haue not denyed the wordes of the Holy one.
11 Why should I go on waiting when I don't have the strength? Why should I keep going when I don't know what is going to happen to me?
What power haue I that I should endure? or what is mine end, if I should prolong my life?
12 Am I as strong as rock? Am I made out of bronze?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brasse?
13 How can I help myself now that any chance of success is ripped away from me?
Is it not so, that there is in me no helpe? and that strength is taken from me?
14 Anyone who isn't kind to a friend has given up respecting the Almighty.
He that is in miserie, ought to be comforted of his neighbour: but men haue forsaken the feare of the Almightie.
15 My brothers have acted as deceptively as a desert stream, rushing waters in the desert that vanish.
My brethre haue deceiued me as a brook, and as the rising of the riuers they passe away.
16 The stream floods when it is full of dark ice and melting snow,
Which are blackish with yee, and wherein the snowe is hid.
17 but in the heat it dries up and disappears, vanishing from where it once was.
But in time they are dryed vp with heate and are consumed: and when it is hote they faile out of their places,
18 Camel caravans turn aside to look for water, but don't find any and they die.
Or they depart from their way and course, yea, they vanish and perish.
19 Caravans from Tema looked, travelers from Sheba were confident,
They that go to Tema, considered them, and they that goe to Sheba, waited for them.
20 but their hopes were dashed—they came and found nothing.
But they were confounded: when they hoped, they came thither and were ashamed.
21 Now you are no help, just like that—you see my trouble and you're afraid.
Surely nowe are ye like vnto it: ye haue seene my fearefull plague, and are afraide.
22 Have I asked you for anything? Have I told you to bribe anyone for me from your wealth?
Was it because I said, Bring vnto me? or giue a rewarde to me of your substance?
23 Have I asked you to rescue me from an enemy? Have I told you to save me from my oppressors?
And deliuer me from the enemies hande, or ransome me out of the hand of tyrants?
24 Explain this to me, and I'll be quiet. Show me where I'm wrong.
Teach me, and I wil hold my tongue: and cause me to vnderstande, wherein I haue erred.
25 Honest words are painful, but what do your arguments prove?
Howe stedfast are the wordes of righteousnes? and what can any of you iustly reproue?
26 Are you going to argue over what I said, when the words of someone in despair should be left to blow away in the wind?
Doe ye imagine to reproue wordes, that the talke of the afflicted should be as the winde?
27 You would play dice to win an orphan; you would bargain away your friend!
Ye make your wrath to fall vpon the fatherlesse, and dig a pit for your friende.
28 Look me in the eye and see if I'm lying to your face!
Nowe therefore be content to looke vpon me: for I will not lie before your face.
29 Don't talk like this! Don't be unjust! What I'm saying is right.
Turne, I pray you, let there be none iniquitie: returne, I say, and ye shall see yet my righteousnesse in that behalfe.
30 I'm not telling lies—don't you think I wouldn't know if I was wrong?”
Is there iniquitie in my tongue? doeth not my mouth feele sorowes?
