Job 6:1-9 ▼

1 Then Job answered and said,

2 “Oh, that my grief could actually be weighed And placed in the balances together with my tragedy [to see if my grief is the grief of a coward]!

3 “For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; Therefore my words have been incoherent,

4 Because the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.

5 “Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?

6 “Can something that has no taste to it be eaten without salt? Or is there any flavor in the white of an egg?

7 “My soul refuses to touch them; Such things are like loathsome food to me [sickening and repugnant].

8 “Oh that my request would come to pass, And that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

9 “I wish that it would please God to crush me, That He would let loose His hand and cut me off.