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Job 6

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1 Then Job replied:

2 “If only my anguish could be weighed and all my misery be placed on the scales!

3 It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas— no wonder my words have been impetuous.

4 The arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors are marshaled against me.

5 Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass, or an ox bellow when it has fodder?

6 Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the sap of the mallow ?

7 I refuse to touch it; such food makes me ill.

8 “Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant what I hope for,

9 that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut off my life!

10 Then I would still have this consolation— my joy in unrelenting pain— that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.

11 “What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient?

12 Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze?

13 Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven from me?

14 “Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend forsakes the fear of the Almighty.

15 But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams, as the streams that overflow

16 when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,

17 but that stop flowing in the dry season, and in the heat vanish from their channels.

18 Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go off into the wasteland and perish.

19 The caravans of Tema look for water, the traveling merchants of Sheba look in hope.

20 They are distressed, because they had been confident; they arrive there, only to be disappointed.

21 Now you too have proved to be of no help; you see something dreadful and are afraid.

22 Have I ever said, ‘Give something on my behalf, pay a ransom for me from your wealth,

23 deliver me from the hand of the enemy, rescue me from the clutches of the ruthless’?

24 “Teach me, and I will be quiet; show me where I have been wrong.

25 How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?

26 Do you mean to correct what I say, and treat my desperate words as wind?

27 You would even cast lots for the fatherless and barter away your friend.

28 “But now be so kind as to look at me. Would I lie to your face?

29 Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.

30 Is there any wickedness on my lips? Can my mouth not discern malice?

Common English Bible CEB

1 Job responded:

2 Oh, that my grief were actually weighed, all of it were lifted up in scales;

3 for now it's heavier than the sands of the sea; therefore, my words are rash.

4 The Almighty's arrows are in me; my spirit drinks their poison, and God's terrors are arrayed against me.

5 Does a donkey bray over grass or an ox bellow over its fodder?

6 Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or does egg white have taste?

7 I refuse to touch them; they resemble food for the sick.

8 Oh, that what I've requested would come and God grant my hope;

9 that God be willing to crush me, release his hand and cut me off.

10 I'd still take comfort, relieved even though in persistent pain; for I've not denied the words of the holy one.

11 What is my strength, that I should hope; my end, that my life should drag on?

12 Is my strength that of rocks, my flesh bronze?

13 I don't have a helper for myself; success has been taken from me.

14 Are friends loyal to the one who despairs, or do they stop fearing the Almighty?

15 My companions are treacherous like a stream in the desert, like channels that overrun their streambeds,

16 like those darkened by thawing ice, in which snow is obscured

17 but that stop flowing in dry times and vanish from their channels in heat.

18 Caravans turn aside from their paths; they go up into untamed areas and perish.

19 Caravans from Tema look; merchants from Sheba hope for it.

20 They are ashamed that they trusted; they arrive and are dismayed.

21 That's what you are like; you see something awful and are afraid.

22 Have I said, "Give me something? Offer a bribe from your wealth for me?

23 Rescue me from the hand of my enemy? Ransom me from the grip of the ruthless?"

24 Instruct me and I'll be quiet; inform me how I've erred.

25 How painful are truthful words, but what do your condemnations accomplish?

26 Do you intend to correct my words, to treat the words of a hopeless man as wind?

27 Would you even gamble over an orphan, barter away your friend?

28 Now look at me— would I lie to your face?

29 Turn! Don't be faithless. Turn now! I am righteous.

30 Is there wrong on my tongue, or can my mouth not recognize disaster?