Job 6:1-18 ▼

1 THEN Job answered and said,

2 Oh that my grief were weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances against it!

3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are restrained.

4 For the arrows of the Almighty are in my flesh, and their poison drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have frightened me.

5 Does the wild ass bray over grass? Or does the ox low over the fodder?

6 Or can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

7 My soul is weary of its troubles, I lament like a drunken man in my affliction.

8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

9 So that God would hearken to cleanse me, and to spread out his hand and make me whole;

10 And to be again my comfort, so that I may be restored to my strength without measure; for I have not lied against the words of the Holy One.

11 What is my strength, that I should endure? And what is my end, that I should be patient?

12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?

13 Behold, his help is not in me, and his salvation is far off from me.

14 He who withholds peace from his friend, forsakes the worship of the Almighty.

15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully like dry brooks, like torrents which pass away.

16 Those who were afraid of ice, much snow has fallen upon them.

17 When the sun shines over them, they melt; when it is hot, they melt and disappear from their place.

18 The paths of their ways are winding; they go astray from their course and perish.