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Job 6

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1 Then Job answered:
1 Job answered:
2 "O that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
2 "If my misery could be weighed, if you could pile the whole bitter load on the scales,
3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash.
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 For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
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 Does the wild ass bray over its grass, or the ox low over its fodder?
5 Donkeys bray and cows moo when they run out of pasture - so don't expect me to keep quiet in this.
6 Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any flavor in the juice of mallows?
6 Do you see what God has dished out for me? It's enough to turn anyone's stomach!
7 My appetite refuses to touch them; they are like food that is loathsome to me.
7 Everything in me is repulsed by it - it makes me sick. Pressed Past the Limits
8 "O that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire;
8 "All I want is an answer to one prayer, a last request to be honored:
9 that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
9 Let God step on me - squash me like a bug, and be done with me for good.
10 This would be my consolation; I would even exult in unrelenting pain; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
10 I'd at least have the satisfaction of not having blasphemed the Holy God, before being pressed past the limits.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?
11 Where's the strength to keep my hopes up? What future do I have to keep me going?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze?
12 Do you think I have nerves of steel? Do you think I'm made of iron?
13 In truth I have no help in me, and any resource is driven from me.
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 "Those who withhold kindness from a friend forsake the fear of the Almighty.
14 "When desperate people give up on God Almighty, their friends, at least, should stick with them.
15 My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed, like freshets that pass away,
15 But my brothers are fickle as a gulch in the desert - one day they're gushing with water
16 that run dark with ice, turbid with melting snow.
16 From melting ice and snow cascading out of the mountains,
17 In time of heat they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place.
17 But by midsummer they're dry, gullies baked dry in the sun.
18 The caravans turn aside from their course; they go up into the waste, and perish.
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 The caravans of Tema look, the travelers of Sheba hope.
19 Merchant caravans from Tema see them and expect water, tourists from Sheba hope for a cool drink.
20 They are disappointed because they were confident; they come there and are confounded.
20 They arrive so confident - but what a disappointment! They get there, and their faces fall!
21 Such you have now become to me; you see my calamity, and are afraid.
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 Have I said, "Make me a gift'? Or, "From your wealth offer a bribe for me'?
22 It's not as though I asked you for anything - I didn't ask you for one red cent -
23 Or, "Save me from an opponent's hand'? Or, "Ransom me from the hand of oppressors'?
23 Nor did I beg you to go out on a limb for me. So why all this dodging and shuffling?
24 "Teach me, and I will be silent; make me understand how I have gone wrong.
24 "Confront me with the truth and I'll shut up, show me where I've gone off the track.
25 How forceful are honest words! But your reproof, what does it reprove?
25 Honest words never hurt anyone, but what's the point of all this pious bluster?
26 Do you think that you can reprove words, as if the speech of the desperate were wind?
26 You pretend to tell me what's wrong with my life, but treat my words of anguish as so much hot air.
27 You would even cast lots over the orphan, and bargain over your friend.
27 Are people mere things to you? Are friends just items of profit and loss?
28 "But now, be pleased to look at me; for I will not lie to your face.
28 "Look me in the eyes! Do you think I'd lie to your face?
29 Turn, I pray, let no wrong be done. Turn now, my vindication is at stake.
29 Think it over - no double-talk! Think carefully - my integrity is on the line!
30 Is there any wrong on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern calamity?
30 Can you detect anything false in what I say? Don't you trust me to discern good from evil?
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