Interlinear Bible - Job 6

1 Then Job answered,
r;ma{Y;w bw{Yia !;[;Y;w
2 "Oh that my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my calamity!
~Iy;n.za{m.B yit'Y;h.w yif.[;K leq'VIy lw{q'v .Wl ? d;x'y<03162!> -.Wa.fIy
3 "For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; Therefore * my words have been rash.
y;r'b.D !eK -l;[ d'B.kIy ~yiM;y lw{xem h'T;[ -yiK ? .W['l
4 "For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, Their poison my spirit drinks; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
yix.Wr h't{v ~'t'm]x r,v]a yid'Mi[ y;D;v yeCix yiK ? yin.Wk.r;[;y ;Hw{l/a yet.W[iB
5 "Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his fodder?
rw{V -h,[.gIy ~ia a,v,d -yel][ a,r,P -q;h.nIy]h ? w{lyil.B -l;[
6 "Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
~;[;j -v,y -mia x;l,m -yil.Bim lep'T lek'aey]h ? t.Wm'L;x ryir.B
7 "My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.
yim.x;l yew.diK h'Meh yiv.p;n ;[w{G.nil h'n]aem
8 "Oh * that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my longing!
;Hw{l/a !eTIy yit'w.qit.w<08615!> yit'l/a,v aw{b'T !eTIy -yim
9 "Would that God were willing to crush me, That He would loose His hand and cut me off!
yine[.C;byiw w{d'y reT;y yinea.K;dyiw ;Hw{l/a lea{y.w
10 "But it is still my consolation, And I rejoice in unsparing * pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
a{l h'lyix.b h'd.L;s]a;w yit'm'x,n dw{[ ]yih.t.W ? vw{d'q yer.mia yiT.d;xik a{l -yiK lw{m.x;y
11 "What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should endure *?
.$yir]a;a -yiK yiCiQ -h;m.W lex;y]a -yik yix{K -h;m ? yiv.p;n
12 "Is my strength the strength of stones, Or is my flesh bronze?
v.Wx'n yir'f.B -mia yix{K ~yin'b]a ;x{K -mia
13 "Is it that my help is not within me, And that deliverance is driven from me?
yiN,Mim h'x.Din h'YivUt.w yib yit'r.z,[ !yea ~ia;h
14 "For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not forsake the fear of the Almighty.
bw{z][;y y;D;v t;a.rIy.w d,s'x .Whe[erem s'M;l
15 "My brothers have acted deceitfully like a wadi, Like the torrents of wadis which vanish,
.Wr{b][;y ~yil'x.n qyip]a;K l;x'n -w{m.k .Wd.g'B y;x;a
16 Which are turbid because of ice And into which the snow melts.
g,l'v -m,L;[.tIy w{myel'[ x;r'q -yiNim ~yir.d{Q;h
17 "When they become waterless, they are silent, When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
~'mw{q.Mim .Wk][.din w{MUx.B .Wt'm.cin .Wb.r{z.y te[.B
18 "The paths of their course wind along, They go up into nothing and perish.
.Wdeba{y.w .Wh{T;b .Wl][;y ~'K.r;D tw{x.r'a .Wt.p'LIy
19 "The caravans of Tema looked, The travelers of Sheba hoped for them.
w{m'l -.W.Wiq a'b.v t{kyil]h a'meT tw{x.r'a .WjyiBih
20 "They were disappointed for they had trusted, They came there and were confounded.
.Wr'P.x,Y;w 'hy,d'[ ].Wa'B x'j'b -yiK .Wv{B
21 "Indeed, you have now become such, You see a terror and are afraid.
.Wa'ryiT;w t;t]x .Wa.riT a{l ~,tyIy/h h'T;[ -yiK
22 "Have I said, 'Give me something,' Or, 'Offer a bribe for me from your wealth,'
yid][;b .Wd]xiv ~,k]x{Kim.W yil .Wb'h yiT.r;m'a -yik]h
23 Or, 'Deliver me from the hand of the adversary,' Or, 'Redeem me from the hand of the tyrants '?
yin.WD.piT ~yicyir'[ d;Yim.W r'c -d;Yim yin.Wj.L;m.W
24 "Teach me, and I will be silent; And show me how I have erred.
.Wnyib'h yityig'V -h;m.W vyir]x;a yin]a;w yin.Wrw{h ? yil
25 "How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove?
;xyikw{Y -h;m.W r,v{y -yer.mia<0561!> .Wc.r.miN -h;m ? ~,Kim ;xekw{h
26 "Do you intend to reprove my words, When the words of one in despair belong to the wind?
v'a{n yer.mia ;x.Wr.l.W .Wb{v.x;T ~yiLim x;kw{h.l;h
27 "You would even cast lots for the orphans And barter over your friend.
~,k][yer -l;[ .Wr.kit.w .WlyiP;T ~w{t'y -l;[ -p;a
28 "Now please look at me, And see if I lie to your face.
~,kyen.P -l;[.w yib -.Wn.p .Wlyiaw{h h'T;[.w ? beZ;k]a -mia
29 "Desist now, let there be no injustice; Even desist, my righteousness is yet in it.
H'b -yiq.dic dw{[ yibUv.w h'l.w;[ yih.T -l;a a'n -.WbUv
30 "Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my palate discern calamities?
!yib'y -a{l yiKix -mia h'l.w;[ yinw{v.liB -vey]h ? tw{.W;h
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