Job 6:1-9 ▼

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;