Job 6

¹And Job answered and said,

²Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!

³For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement.

⁴For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their poison drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

⁵Doth the wild ass bray by the grass? loweth an ox over his fodder?

⁶Shall that which is insipid be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg?

⁷What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food.

⁸Oh that I might have my request, and that God would grant my desire!

⁹And that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!

¹⁰Then 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.

¹¹What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience?

¹²Is my strength the strength of stones? is my flesh of brass?

¹³Is it not that there is no help in me, and soundness is driven away from me?

¹⁴For him that is fainting kindness [is meet] from his friend; or he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

¹⁵My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a stream, as the channel of streams which pass away,