Chapter 6

  But Job answered and said,  

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  Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!  

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  For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.  

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  For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.  

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  Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?  

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  Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?  

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  The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful food.  

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

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  Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!  

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  Then should I yet have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.  

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  What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?  

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  Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?  

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  Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?  

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  To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.  

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  My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;  

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  Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and in which the snow is hid:  

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  In the time when they become warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.  

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  The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.  

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  The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.  

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  They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.  

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  For now ye are nothing: ye see my casting down, and are afraid.  

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  Did I say, Bring to me? or Give a reward for me of your substance?  

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  Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?  

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  Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand in what I have erred.  

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  How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?  

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  Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?  

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  Yes, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.  

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  Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident to you if I lie.  

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  Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yes, return again, my righteousness is in it.  

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  Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?  

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