Job

6:1  But Job answered and said,

6:2  Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!

6:3  For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.

6:4  For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

6:5  Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

6:6  Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

6:7  The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.

6:8  Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

6:9  Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

6:10  Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

6:11  What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

6:12  Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

6:13  Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?

6:14  To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

6:15  My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;

6:16  Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:

6:17  What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

6:18  The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.

6:19  The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.

6:20  They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.

6:21  For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.

6:22  Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?

6:23  Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?

6:24  Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

6:25  How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?

6:26  Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?

6:27  Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.

6:28  Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.

6:29  Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.

6:30  Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?