Job 6:1
And Job answered and said,
Job 6:2
Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!
Job 6:3
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement.
Job 6:4
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their poison drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of +God are arrayed against me.
Job 6:5
Doth the wild ass bray by the grass? loweth an ox over his fodder?
Job 6:6
Shall that which is insipid be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Job 6:7
What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.
Job 6:8
Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire!
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And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
Job 6:10
Then should I yet have comfort; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?
Job 6:12
Is my strength the strength of stones? is my flesh of brass?
Job 6:13
Is it not that there is no help in me, and soundness is driven away from me?
Job 6:14
For him that is fainting kindness is meet from his friend; or he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
Job 6:15
My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a stream, as the channel of streams which pass away,
Job 6:16
Which are turbid by reason of the ice, in which the snow hideth itself:
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At the time they diminish, they are dried up; when heat affecteth them, they vanish from their place:
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They wind about in the paths of their course, they go off into the waste and perish.
Job 6:19
The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba counted on them:
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They are ashamed at their hope; they come thither, and are confounded.
Job 6:21
So now ye are nothing; ye see a terrible object and are afraid.
Job 6:22
Did I say, Bring unto me, and make me a present from your substance?
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Or, rescue me from the hand of the oppressor, and redeem me from the hand of the violent?
Job 6:24
Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
Job 6:25
How forcible are right words! but what doth your upbraiding reprove?
Job 6:26
Do ye imagine to reprove words? The speeches of one that is desperate are indeed for the wind.
Job 6:27
Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
Job 6:28
Now therefore if ye will, look upon me; and it shall be to your face if I lie.
Job 6:29
Return, I pray you, let there be no wrong; yea, return again, my righteousness shall be in it.
Job 6:30
Is there wrong in my tongue? cannot my taste discern mischievous things?