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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?

The Message Bible MSG

1 Job answered:

2 "If my misery could be weighed, if you could pile the whole bitter load on the scales,

3 It would be heavier than all the sand of the sea! Is it any wonder that I'm screaming like a caged cat?

4 The arrows of God Almighty are in me, poison arrows - and I'm poisoned all through! God has dumped the whole works on me.

5 Donkeys bray and cows moo when they run out of pasture - so don't expect me to keep quiet in this.

6 Do you see what God has dished out for me? It's enough to turn anyone's stomach!

7 Everything in me is repulsed by it - it makes me sick. Pressed Past the Limits

8 "All I want is an answer to one prayer, a last request to be honored:

9 Let God step on me - squash me like a bug, and be done with me for good.

10 I'd at least have the satisfaction of not having blasphemed the Holy God, before being pressed past the limits.

11 Where's the strength to keep my hopes up? What future do I have to keep me going?

12 Do you think I have nerves of steel? Do you think I'm made of iron?

13 Do you think I can pull myself up by my bootstraps? Why, I don't even have any boots! My So-Called Friends

14 "When desperate people give up on God Almighty, their friends, at least, should stick with them.

15 But my brothers are fickle as a gulch in the desert - one day they're gushing with water

16 From melting ice and snow cascading out of the mountains,

17 But by midsummer they're dry, gullies baked dry in the sun.

18 Travelers who spot them and go out of their way for a drink, end up in a waterless gulch and die of thirst.

19 Merchant caravans from Tema see them and expect water, tourists from Sheba hope for a cool drink.

20 They arrive so confident - but what a disappointment! They get there, and their faces fall!

21 And you, my so-called friends, are no better - there's nothing to you! One look at a hard scene and you shrink in fear.

22 It's not as though I asked you for anything - I didn't ask you for one red cent -

23 Nor did I beg you to go out on a limb for me. So why all this dodging and shuffling?

24 "Confront me with the truth and I'll shut up, show me where I've gone off the track.

25 Honest words never hurt anyone, but what's the point of all this pious bluster?

26 You pretend to tell me what's wrong with my life, but treat my words of anguish as so much hot air.

27 Are people mere things to you? Are friends just items of profit and loss?

28 "Look me in the eyes! Do you think I'd lie to your face?

29 Think it over - no double-talk! Think carefully - my integrity is on the line!

30 Can you detect anything false in what I say? Don't you trust me to discern good from evil?