Job 6

¹But Job answered, and said:

²O that my sins, whereby I have deserved wrath, and the calamity that I suffer, were weighed in a balance.

³As the sand of the sea this would appear heavier: therefore my words are full of sorrow:

⁴For the arrows of the Lord are in me, the rage whereof drinketh up my spirit, and the terrors of the Lord war against me.

⁵Will the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or will the ox low when he standeth before a full manger?

⁶Or can an unsavoury thing be eaten, that is not seasoned with salt? or can a man taste that which when tasted bringeth death?

⁷The things which before my soul would not touch, now, through anguish are my meats.

⁸Who will grant that my request may come: and that God may give me what I look for?

⁹And that he that hath begun may destroy me, that he may let loose his hand, and cut me off?

¹⁰And that this may be my comfort, that afflicting me with sorrow, he spare not, nor I contradict the words of the Holy One.

¹¹For what is my strength, that I can hold out? or what is my end that I should keep patience?

¹²My strength is not the strength of stones, nor is my flesh of brass.

¹³Behold there is no help for me in myself, and my familiar friends also are departed from me.

¹⁴He that taketh away mercy from his friend, forsaketh the fear of the Lord.