Job 6:3

3 Elles seraient plus pesantes que le sable des mers! Voilà pourquoi mes paroles sont outrées.

Job 6:3 Meaning and Commentary

Job 6:3

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea
Or "seas" F26; all sand is heavy in its own nature, ( Proverbs 27:3 ) ; especially the sand of the sea, that which is immediately taken out of it; for that on the shore is lighter, being dried by the winds and heat of the sun, but the other is heavier, through the additional weight of water; and much more especially how heavy must all the sand of the sea be, and of all the seas that are in the world: yet Job suggests by this hyperbolical expression, exaggerating his case, that his affliction was heavier than it all, a most intolerable and insupportable burden; the afflictions of God's people are but light when compared with what their sins deserve, with the torments of the damned in hell, with the sufferings of Christ in their room and stead, and with everlasting, happiness, the eternal weight of glory, ( 2 Corinthians 4:17 ) ; but in themselves they are heavy, and press hard; they are so to flesh and blood, and especially unless everlasting arms are put under men, and they are supported and upheld with the right hand of God's righteousness; they are heavy when attended with the hidings of God's face, and a sense of his wrath and displeasure, which was Job's case, see ( Job 13:24 ) ( Job 23:2 Job 23:3 ) ; some render "it more copious", or "numerous" F1, and indeed the word has this signification, as in ( Numbers 20:20 ) ; and the metaphor is more frequently used to express a multitude, even what is innumerable, ( Hosea 1:10 ) ; yet the notion of heaviness best agrees with the preceding figure of weighing in balances, and therefore at least is not to be excluded some learned men take in both, as the sense of the word, the number of afflictions, and the bulk and weight of them:

therefore my words are swallowed up;
either by his friends, as Kimchi, who heard them, and put a wrong construction on them, without thoroughly examining the true sense of them; as men that swallow down their food greedily, do not chew it, nor take the true taste of it, and so are no judges whether it is good or bad; but this sense seems to have no connection with what goes before; rather they were swallowed up by himself, and the meaning either is, that such was the weight and pressure of his afflictions, that he wanted words to express it; his words "failed" him, as the Targum: or they "come short", as Mr. Broughton renders it; they were not sufficient to set forth and declare the greatness of his troubles; or he faltered in his speech, he could not speak out plainly and distinctly, because of his grief and sorrow, see ( Psalms 77:4 ) ; what he had said was delivered amidst sighs and sobs, through the heaviness of the calamity on him; they were but half words, attended with groanings that could not be uttered; by which he would signify, that though his friends had charged him with speaking too much and too freely, he had not spoken enough, nor could he, by reason of the greatness of his affliction; and also to excuse his present answer, if it was not delivered with that politeness and fulness of expression, with that eloquence and strength of reasoning and discoursing he at other times was capable of: or rather the words may be rendered, "therefore my words break out with heat" F2; in a vehement manner, in a hot and passionate way I am blamed for; but this is to be imputed to the burden of affliction and sorrow upon me, which, if considered, some allowances would be made, and the charge be alleviated.


FOOTNOTES:

F26 (Mymy) "marium", Pagninus, Montanus, Mercerus, Piscator, Michaelis, Schultens.
F1 (dbky) "copiosior et gravior est", Michaelis; so Schultens.
F2 (wel yrbd Nk-le) "propterea verba mea aestuantia sunt", Schultens.

Job 6:3 In-Context

1 Et Job prit la parole, et dit:
2 Oh! si l'on pesait ma douleur, et si l'on mettait en même temps mes calamités dans la balance!
3 Elles seraient plus pesantes que le sable des mers! Voilà pourquoi mes paroles sont outrées.
4 Car les flèches du Tout-Puissant sont sur moi: mon âme en boit le venin. Les terreurs de Dieu se rangent en bataille contre moi.
5 L'onagre brait-il auprès de l'herbe? Et le bœuf mugit-il auprès de son fourrage?
The Ostervald translation is in the public domain.