Job 6:1-9 ▼

1 Then Job answered,

2 “Oh that my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my calamity!

3 “For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; Therefore my words have been rash.

4 “For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, Their poison my spirit drinks; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.

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

6 “Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

7 “My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.

8 “Oh that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my longing!

9 “Would that God were willing to crush me, That He would loose His hand and cut me off!