Job 6
1 But Job answered and said,
| וַיַּעַן אִיּוֹב וַיֹּאמַֽר׃ |
2 O that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
| לוּ שָׁקוֹל יִשָּׁקֵל כַּעְשִׂי (והיתי) [וְהַוָּתִי] בְּֽמֹאזְנַיִם יִשְׂאוּ־יָֽחַד׃ |
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
| כִּֽי־עַתָּה מֵחוֹל יַמִּים יִכְבָּד עַל־כֵּן דְּבָרַי לָֽעוּ׃ |
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
| כִּי חִצֵּי שַׁדַּי עִמָּדִי אֲשֶׁר חֲמָתָם שֹׁתָה רוּחִי בִּעוּתֵי אֱלוֹהַּ יַעַרְכֽוּנִי׃ |
5 Doth the wild donkey bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
| הֲיִֽנְהַק־פֶּרֶא עֲלֵי־דֶשֶׁא אִם יִגְעֶה־שּׁוֹר עַל־בְּלִילֽוֹ׃ |
6 Can that which is unsavoury 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 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my loathsome food.
| מֵאֲנָה לִנְגּוֹעַ נַפְשִׁי הֵמָּה כִּדְוֵי לַחְמִֽי׃ |
8 O that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
| מִֽי־יִתֵּן תָּבוֹא שֶׁאֱלָתִי וְתִקְוָתִי יִתֵּן אֱלֽוֹהַּ׃ |
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
| וְיֹאֵל אֱלוֹהַּ וִידַכְּאֵנִי יַתֵּר יָדוֹ וִיבַצְּעֵֽנִי׃ |
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.
| וּתְהִי־עוֹד ׀ נֶחָמָתִי וַאֲסַלְּדָה בְחִילָה לֹא יַחְמוֹל כִּי־לֹא כִחַדְתִּי אִמְרֵי קָדֽוֹשׁ׃ |
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
| מַה־כֹּחִי כִֽי־אֲיַחֵל וּמַה־קִּצִּי כִּֽי־אַאֲרִיךְ נַפְשִֽׁי׃ |
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
| אִם־כֹּחַ אֲבָנִים כֹּחִי אִֽם־בְּשָׂרִי נָחֽוּשׁ׃ |
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
| הַאִם אֵין עֶזְרָתִי בִי וְתֻשִׁיָּה נִדְּחָה מִמֶּֽנִּי׃ |
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
| לַמָּס מֵרֵעֵהוּ חָסֶד וְיִרְאַת שַׁדַּי יַעֲזֽוֹב׃ |
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
| אַחַי בָּגְדוּ כְמוֹ־נָחַל כַּאֲפִיק נְחָלִים יַעֲבֹֽרוּ׃ |
16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and in which the snow is hid:
| הַקֹּדְרִים מִנִּי־קָרַח עָלֵימוֹ יִתְעַלֶּם־שָֽׁלֶג׃ |
17 In the time when they become warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
| בְּעֵת יְזֹרְבוּ נִצְמָתוּ בְּחֻמּוֹ נִדְעֲכוּ מִמְּקוֹמָֽם׃ |
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
| יִלָּפְתוּ אׇרְחוֹת דַּרְכָּם יַעֲלוּ בַתֹּהוּ וְיֹאבֵֽדוּ׃ |
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
| הִבִּיטוּ אׇרְחוֹת תֵּמָא הֲלִיכֹת שְׁבָא קִוּוּ־לָֽמוֹ׃ |
20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came there, and were ashamed.
| בֹּשׁוּ כִֽי־בָטָח בָּאוּ עָדֶיהָ וַיֶּחְפָּֽרוּ׃ |
21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
| כִּֽי־עַתָּה הֱיִיתֶם לֹא תִּֽרְאוּ חֲתַת וַתִּירָֽאוּ׃ |
22 Did I say, Bring to me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?
| הֲֽכִי־אָמַרְתִּי הָבוּ לִי וּמִכֹּחֲכֶם שִׁחֲדוּ בַעֲדִֽי׃ |
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
| וּמַלְּטוּנִי מִיַּד־צָר וּמִיַּד עָרִיצִים תִּפְדּֽוּנִי׃ |
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand how I have erred.
| הוֹרוּנִי וַאֲנִי אַחֲרִישׁ וּמַה־שָּׁגִיתִי הָבִינוּ לִֽי׃ |
25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
| מַה־נִּמְרְצוּ אִמְרֵי־יֹשֶׁר וּמַה־יּוֹכִיחַ הוֹכֵחַ מִכֶּֽם׃ |
26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
| הַלְהוֹכַח מִלִּים תַּחְשֹׁבוּ וּלְרוּחַ אִמְרֵי נֹאָֽשׁ׃ |
27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
| אַף־עַל־יָתוֹם תַּפִּילוּ וְתִכְרוּ עַֽל־רֵיעֲכֶֽם׃ |
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident to you if I lie.
| וְעַתָּה הוֹאִילוּ פְנוּ־בִי וְעַל־פְּנֵיכֶם אִם־אֲכַזֵּֽב׃ |
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
| שֽׁוּבוּ־נָא אַל־תְּהִי עַוְלָה (ושבי) [וְשׁוּבוּ] עוֹד צִדְקִי־בָֽהּ׃ |
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
| הֲיֵשׁ־בִּלְשׁוֹנִי עַוְלָה אִם־חִכִּי לֹא־יָבִין הַוּֽוֹת׃ |
