Job 6:1-30 WEB

[1] Then Job answered, [2] “Oh that my anguish were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! [3] For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, therefore my words have been rash. [4] For the arrows of the Almighty are within me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me. [5] Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder? [6] Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg? [7] My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me. [8] “Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for, [9] even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! [10] Let it still be my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One. [11] What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient? [12] Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of bronze? [13] Isn’t it that I have no help in me, that wisdom is driven away from me? [14] “To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend; even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty. [15] My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away; [16] which are black by reason of the ice, in which the snow hides itself. [17] In the dry season, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. [18] The caravans that travel beside them turn away. They go up into the waste, and perish. [19] The caravans of Tema looked. The companies of Sheba waited for them. [20] They were distressed because they were confident. They came there, and were confounded. [21] For now you are nothing. You see a terror, and are afraid. [22] Did I ever say, ‘Give to me?’ or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance?’ [23] or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand?’ or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?’ [24] “Teach me, and I will hold my peace. Cause me to understand my error. [25] How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what does it reprove? [26] Do you intend to reprove words, since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind? [27] Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless, and make merchandise of your friend. [28] Now therefore be pleased to look at me, for surely I will not lie to your face. [29] Please return. Let there be no injustice. Yes, return again. My cause is righteous. [30] Is there injustice on my tongue? Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?