Job 6

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