Job 6
1 Then Job answered,
| וַיַּעַן אִיּוֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ |
2 "Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances.
| לוּ שָׁקוֹל יִשָּׁקֵל כַּעְשִׂי והיתי וְהַוָּתִי בְּֽמֹאזְנַיִם יִשְׂאוּ־יָֽחַד׃ |
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore have my words been rash.
| כִּֽי־עַתָּה מֵחוֹל יַמִּים יִכְבָּד עַל־כֵּן דְּבָרַי לָֽעוּ׃ |
4 For the arrows of Shaddai are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
| כִּי חִצֵּי שַׁדַּי עִמָּדִי אֲשֶׁר חֲמָתָם שֹׁתָה רוּחִי בִּעוּתֵי אֱלוֹהַּ יַֽעַרְכֽוּנִי׃ |
5 Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
| הֲיִֽנְהַק־פֶּרֶא עֲלֵי־דֶשֶׁא אִם יִגְעֶה־שּׁוֹר עַל־בְּלִילֽוֹ׃ |
6 Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
| הֲיֵאָכֵל תָּפֵל מִבְּלִי־מֶלַח אִם־יֶשׁ־טַעַם בְּרִיר חַלָּמֽוּת׃ |
7 My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
| מֵאֲנָה לִנְגּוֹעַ נַפְשִׁי הֵמָּה כִּדְוֵי לַחְמִֽי׃ |
8 "Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
| מִֽי־יִתֵּן תָּבוֹא שֶֽׁאֱלָתִי וְתִקְוָתִי יִתֵּן אֱלֽוֹהַּ׃ |
9 even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off.
| וְיֹאֵל אֱלוֹהַּ וִֽידַכְּאֵנִי יַתֵּר יָדוֹ וִֽיבַצְּעֵֽנִי׃ |
10 Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
| וּתְהִי עוֹד ׀ נֶחָמָתִי וַאֲסַלְּדָה בְחִילָה לֹא יַחְמוֹל כִּי־לֹא כִחַדְתִּי אִמְרֵי קָדֽוֹשׁ׃ |
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
| מַה־כֹּחִי כִֽי־אֲיַחֵל וּמַה־קִּצִּי כִּֽי־אַאֲרִיךְ נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
| אִם־כֹּחַ אֲבָנִים כֹּחִי אִֽם־בְּשָׂרִי נָחֽוּשׁ׃ |
13 Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?
| הַאִם אֵין עֶזְרָתִי בִי וְתֻשִׁיָּה נִדְּחָה מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ |
14 "To the despairing, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of Shaddai.
| לַמָּס מֵרֵעֵהוּ חָסֶד וְיִרְאַת שַׁדַּי יַעֲזֽוֹב׃ |
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
| אַחַי בָּגְדוּ כְמוֹ־נָחַל כַּאֲפִיק נְחָלִים יַעֲבֹֽרוּ׃ |
16 Which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
| הַקֹּדְרִים מִנִּי־קָרַח עָלֵימוֹ יִתְעַלֶּם־שָֽׁלֶג׃ |
17 In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
| בְּעֵת יְזֹרְבוּ נִצְמָתוּ בְּחֻמּוֹ נִדְעֲכוּ מִמְּקוֹמָֽם׃ |
18 The caravans that travel beside them turn aside. They go up into the waste, and perish.
| יִלָּפְתוּ אָרְחוֹת דַּרְכָּם יַעֲלוּ בַתֹּהוּ וְיֹאבֵֽדוּ׃ |
19 The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
| הִבִּיטוּ אָרְחוֹת תֵּמָא הֲלִיכֹת שְׁבָא קִוּוּ־לָֽמוֹ׃ |
20 They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
| בֹּשׁוּ כִּֽי־בָטָח בָּאוּ עָדֶיהָ וַיֶּחְפָּֽרוּ׃ |
21 For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
| כִּֽי־עַתָּה הֱיִיתֶם לא לוֹ תִּֽרְאוּ חֲתַת וַתִּירָֽאוּ׃ |
22 Did I say, 'Give to me?' or, 'Offer a present for me from your substance?'
| הֲֽכִי־אָמַרְתִּי הָבוּ לִי וּמִכֹּחֲכֶם שִׁחֲדוּ בַעֲדִֽי׃ |
23 or, 'Deliver me from the adversary's hand?' or, 'Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?'
| וּמַלְּטוּנִי מִיַּד־צָר וּמִיַּד עָרִיצִים תִּפְדּֽוּנִי׃ |
24 "Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
| הוֹרוּנִי וַאֲנִי אַחֲרִישׁ וּמַה־שָּׁגִיתִי הָבִינוּ לִֽי׃ |
25 How forcible are words of uprightness. But your reproof, what does it reprove?
| מַה־נִּמְרְצוּ אִמְרֵי־יֹשֶׁר וּמַה־יּוֹכִיחַ הוֹכֵחַ מִכֶּֽם׃ |
26 Do you intend to reprove words, seeing that the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
| הַלְהוֹכַח מִלִּים תַּחְשֹׁבוּ וּלְרוּחַ אִמְרֵי נֹאָֽשׁ׃ |
27 Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
| אַף־עַל־יָתוֹם תַּפִּילוּ וְתִכְרוּ עַל־רֵֽיעֲכֶֽם׃ |
28 Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I shall not lie to your face.
| וְעַתָּה הוֹאִילוּ פְנוּ־בִי וְעַל־פְּנֵיכֶם אִם־אֲכַזֵּֽב׃ |
29 Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
| שֻֽׁבוּ־נָא אַל־תְּהִי עַוְלָה ושבי וְשׁוּבוּ עוֹד צִדְקִי־בָֽהּ׃ |
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Can't my taste discern mischievous things?
| הֲיֵשׁ־בִּלְשׁוֹנִי עַוְלָה אִם־חִכִּי לֹא־יָבִין הַוּֽוֹת׃ |
