6 : 1 But Job answered and said, 6 : 2 Oh that my grief were throughly 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?