But Job
answered and said,
02 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and
my calamity laid in the balances together!
03 For now it would be heavier than the sand of
the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
04 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.
05 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or
loweth the ox over his fodder?
06 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without
salt? or is there any taste in the white of an
egg?
07 The things that my soul refused to touch are
as my sorrowful meat.
08 Oh that I might have my request; and that God
would grant me the thing that I long for!
09 Even that it would please God to destroy me;
that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and
what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is
my flesh of brass?
13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven
quite from me?
14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed
from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the
Almighty.
15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook,
and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
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16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and
wherein the snow is hid:
17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it
is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they
go to nothing, and perish.
19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of
Sheba waited for them.
20 They were confounded because they had hoped;
they came thither, and were ashamed.
21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting
down, and are afraid.
22 Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward
for me of your substance?
23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or,
Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause
me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 How forcible are right words! but what doth
your arguing reprove?
26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the
speeches of one that is desperate, which are as
wind?
27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a
pit for your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it
is evident unto you if I lie.
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity;
yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my
taste discern perverse things?
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