Noyes - Job - 6

6:1  Then Job answered and said:

6:2  O that my grief were weighed thoroughly! That my calamities were put together in the balance!

6:3  Surely they would be heavier than the sand of the sea; On this account were my words rash.

6:4  For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; Their poison drinketh up my spirit; The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

6:5  Doth the wild ass bray in the midst of grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

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

6:7  That which my soul abhorreth to touch Hath become my loathsome food.

6:8  O that I might have my request, And that God would grant me that which I long for!

6:9  That it would please God to destroy me; That he would let loose his hand, and make an end of me!

6:10  Yet it should still be my consolation, Yea, in unsparing anguish I would exult, That I have not denied the commands of the Holy One.

6:11  What is my strength, that I should hope? And what mine end, that I should be patient?

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

6:13  Alas, there is no help within me! Deliverance is driven from me!

6:14  To the afflicted, kindness should be shown by a friend; Else he casteth off the fear of the Almighty.

6:15  But my brethren are faithless like a brook; Like streams of the valley that pass away;

6:16  Which are turbid by reason of the ice, And the snow, which hideth itself in them.

6:17  As soon as they flow forth, they vanish; When the heat cometh, they are dried up from their place.

6:18  The caravans turn aside to them on their way; They go up into the desert, and perish.

6:19  The caravans of Tema look for them; The companies of Sheba expect to see them;

6:20  They are ashamed that they have relied on them; They come to their place, and are confounded.

6:21  So ye also are nothing; Ye see a terror, and shrink back.

6:22  Have I said, Bring me gifts? Or, Give a present for me out of your substance?

6:23  Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? Or, Rescue me from the hand of the violent?

6:24  Convince me, and I will hold my peace; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

6:25  How powerful are the words of truth! But what do your reproaches prove?

6:26  Do ye mean to censure words? The words of a man in despair are but wind.

6:27  Truly ye spread a net for the fatherless; Ye dig a pit for your friend.

6:28  Look now upon me, I pray you; For to your very face can I speak falsehood?

6:29  Return, I pray, and let there be no unfairness; Yea, return; —still is my cause righteous.

6:30  Is there iniquity on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern what is sinful?