Job 6 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 But Job answered and said, Then Job answered and said: Then Job replied:
2 Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! “Oh that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! “If only my anguish could be weighed and all my misery be placed on the scales!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash. It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas— no wonder my words have been impetuous.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me. For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me. The arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors are marshaled against me.
5 Does the wild ass bray when he has grass? or lows the ox over his fodder? Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass, or the ox low over his fodder? Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass, or an ox bellow when it has fodder?
6 Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg? Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the juice of the mallow? Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the sap of the mallow?
7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat. My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me. I refuse to touch it; such food makes me ill.
8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! “Oh that I might have my request, and that God would fulfill my hope, “Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant what I hope for,
9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut off my life!
10 Then should I yet have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. This would be my comfort; I would even exult in pain unsparing, for I have not denied the words of the Holy One. Then I would still have this consolation— my joy in unrelenting pain— that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life? What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient? “What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass? Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze? Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze?
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me? Have I any help in me, when resource is driven from me? Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven from me?
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be showed from his friend; but he forsakes the fear of the Almighty. “He who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty. “Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; My brothers are treacherous as a torrent-bed, as torrential streams that pass away, But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams, as the streams that overflow
16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. When they melt, they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place. but that stop flowing in the dry season, and in the heat vanish from their channels.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish. The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste and perish. Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go off into the wasteland and perish.
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them. The caravans of Tema look, the travelers of Sheba hope. The caravans of Tema look for water, the traveling merchants of Sheba look in hope.
20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed. They are ashamed because they were confident; they come there and are disappointed. They are distressed, because they had been confident; they arrive there, only to be disappointed.
21 For now you are nothing; you see my casting down, and are afraid. For you have now become nothing; you see my calamity and are afraid. Now you too have proved to be of no help; you see something dreadful and are afraid.
22 Did I say, Bring to me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance? Have I said, ‘Make me a gift’? Or, ‘From your wealth offer a bribe for me’? Have I ever said, ‘Give something on my behalf, pay a ransom for me from your wealth,
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty? Or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’? Or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the ruthless’? deliver me from the hand of the enemy, rescue me from the clutches of the ruthless’?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred. “Teach me, and I will be silent; make me understand how I have gone astray. “Teach me, and I will be quiet; show me where I have been wrong.
25 How forcible are right words! but what does your arguing reprove? How forceful are upright words! But what does reproof from you reprove? How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?
26 Do you imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind? Do you think that you can reprove words, when the speech of a despairing man is wind? Do you mean to correct what I say, and treat my desperate words as wind?
27 Yes, you overwhelm the fatherless, and you dig a pit for your friend. You would even cast lots over the fatherless, and bargain over your friend. You would even cast lots for the fatherless and barter away your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look on me; for it is evident to you if I lie. “But now, be pleased to look at me, for I will not lie to your face. “But now be so kind as to look at me. Would I lie to your face?
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yes, return again, my righteousness is in it. Please turn; let no injustice be done. Turn now; my vindication is at stake. Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things? Is there any injustice on my tongue? Cannot my palate discern the cause of calamity? Is there any wickedness on my lips? Can my mouth not discern malice?
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