Job 6
1 BUT Job answered and said,
And Job answereth and saith: —
2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
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.
For arrows of the Mighty [are] with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves [for] me!
5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?
6 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
My soul is refusing to touch! They [are] as my sickening food.
8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
That God would please — and bruise me, 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.
And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain — He doth not spare, ) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
What [is] my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
To a despiser of his friends [is] shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsaketh.
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.
16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:
That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.
20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.
21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.
22 Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?
Is it because I said, Give to me? And, By your power bribe for me?
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary? And, From the hand of terrible ones ransom me?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
Shew me, and I — I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand.
25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
How powerful have been upright sayings, And what doth reproof from you reprove?
26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
For reproof — do you reckon words? And for wind — sayings of the desperate.
27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
And, now, please, look upon me, Even to your face do I lie?
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
Turn back, I pray you, let it not be perverseness, Yea, turn back again — my righteousness [is] in it.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
Is there in my tongue perverseness? Discerneth not my palate desirable things?
