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Job 6

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1But Job answered and said,
1Then Job answered,
2Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!
2Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
3And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.
3For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash.
4For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
5What 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?
5Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?
6Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?
6Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7For my wrath can’t cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion [to be] loathsome .
7My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
8For oh that he would grant [my desire], and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!
8“Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
9Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.
9even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10Let 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.
10Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?
11What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
12Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
12Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze?
13Or have I not trusted in him? but help is [far] from me.
13Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me?
14Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.
14“To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
15My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
16which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself.
17When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
17In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.
18The caravans that travel beside them turn away. They go up into the waste, and perish.
19Behold the ways of the Thaemanites, you⌃ that mark the paths of the Sabaeans.
19The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them.
20They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
20They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded.
21But you⌃ also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound you⌃ are afraid.
21For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid.
22What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,
22Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’? or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?
23to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?
23or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’? or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?
24Teach you⌃ me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me .
24Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand my error.
25But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.
25How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what does it reprove?
26Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.
26Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
27Even because you⌃ attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.
27Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend.
28But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie .
28Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I will not lie to your face.
29Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.
29Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous.
30For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?
30Is there injustice on my tongue? Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?