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1 But Job answered and said, Then Job answered and said: Then Job replied:
2 Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance 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 And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain. 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 my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce 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 What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has a 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 Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words? 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 For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion to be loathsome. 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 For oh that he would grant my desire , and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope! “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 Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me. 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 Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God. 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 continue? what is my time, that my soul endures? 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 Or have I not trusted in him? but help is far 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 Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me. “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 nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave. 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 They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice. which are dark with ice, and where the snow hides itself. when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,
17 When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was. 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 Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast. 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 Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabaeans. 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 too that trust in cities and riches shall come to 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 But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye 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 What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you, 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 to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones? 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 ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell 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 But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you. How forceful are upright words! But what does reproof from you reprove? How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?
26 Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech. 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 Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult 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 But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not 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 Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just. 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 For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding? 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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