Job 6 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 But Job, responding, said: Then Job answered and said: Then Job replied:
2 I wish that my sins, for which I deserve wrath, and the calamity that I endure, were weighed out on a balance. “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 Compared to the sand of the sea, they would appear heavier, and so my words are full of sorrow. 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 Lord are in me, my spirit drinks of their indignation, and the terrors of the Lord are soldiers 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 Will the wild ass bray when he has grass? Or will the ox bellow when he stands before a full manger? 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 Or can one eat bland food, which is not seasoned with salt? Or can anyone taste that which, if tasted, causes death? 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 was unwilling to touch before, now, because of anguish, are my foods. 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 Who will grant that my petition may arrive and that God may bestow on me what I expect, “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 and that he who, at first, had crushed me, will let loose his hand and cut me down? 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 And may this be my consolation, that in afflicting me with sorrow, although he might not be lenient with me, I still do not contradict 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 For what is my strength, that I may continue? Or what is my goal, so that I may act patiently? 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 My strength is not the strength of stones, nor is my flesh made of bronze. Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze? Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze?
13 Behold, there is no help for me in myself, and my loved ones also have withdrawn 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 He who takes away mercy from his friend, abandons the fear of the Lord. “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 brethren have disregarded me, like a torrent that passes swiftly through the steep valleys. 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 Those who fear frost, snow will rush over them. which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,
17 At that time, when they are scattered, they will perish, and when it becomes hot, they will be freed from 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 steps are entangled; they will walk in vain and will 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 Consider the paths of Thema, the ways of Saba, and wait a little while. 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 have been thrown into confusion, just as I had hoped; they have even come to me and are overwhelmed with shame. 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 Now you have arrived, and merely by seeing my affliction, you 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 and give to me from your necessities?” 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, “Free me from the hand of the enemy and rescue me from the hand of the strong?” 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 be silent, and if by chance I have been ignorant of anything, instruct me. “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 Why have you diminished the words of truth, when there is none of you who is able to offer proof against me? How forceful are upright words! But what does reproof from you reprove? How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?
26 You prepare speeches as so much noise, and you offer words into the 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 You encroach upon the orphan, and you strive to undermine 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 Such is true, so finish what you have begun. Listen closely, and see 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 Respond, I beg you, without contention, and, speaking what is just, pass judgment. 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 And you will not find iniquity on my tongue, nor will foolishness resound in my throat. 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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