Job 6:1-30 ASV

[1] Then Job answered and said, [2] Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances! [3] For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash. [4] For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me. [5] Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder? [6] Can that which hath no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg? [7] My soul refuseth to touch them; They are as loathsome food to me. [8] Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant me 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] And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One. [11] What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient? [12] Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass? [13] Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me? [14] To him that is ready to faint kindness should be showed from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. [15] My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away; [16] Which are black by reason of the ice, And wherein the snow hideth itself: [17] What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. [18] The caravans that travel by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish. [19] The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them. [20] They were put to shame because they had hoped; They came thither, and were confounded. [21] For now ye are nothing; Ye see a terror, and are afraid. [22] Did I say, Give unto me? Or, Offer a present for me of 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; And cause me to understand wherein I have erred. [25] How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what doth it reprove? [26] Do ye think to reprove words, Seeing that the speeches of one that is desperate are as wind? [27] Yea, ye would cast lots upon the fatherless, And make merchandise of your friend. [28] Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; For surely I shall not lie to your face. [29] Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; Yea, return again, my cause is righteous. [30] Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern mischievous things?