Job 6:2-18

New American Standard Bible

Chapter 6

2'Oh if only my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my disaster! 3For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; For that reason my words have been rash. 4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God line up against me. 5Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his feed? 6Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the juice of an alkanet plant? 7My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me. 8'Oh, that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my hope! 9 Oh, that God would decide to crush me, That He would let loose His hand and cut me off! 10But it is still my comfort, And I rejoice in unsparing pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One. 11What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should endure? 12Is my strength the strength of stones, Or is my flesh bronze? 13Is it that my help is not within me, And that a good outcome is driven away from me? 14'For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not abandon the fear of the Almighty. 15My brothers have acted deceitfully like a wadi, Like the torrents of wadis which drain away, 16Which are darkened because of ice, And into which the snow melts. 17When they dry up, they vanish; When it is hot, they disappear from their place. 18The paths of their course wind along, They go up into wasteland and perish.
King James Version
New King James Version

Chapter 6

2“Oh, that my grief were fully weighed, And my calamity laid with it on the scales! 3For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea— Therefore my words have been rash. 4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; My spirit drinks in their poison; The terrors of God are arrayed against me. 5Does the wild donkey bray when it has grass, Or does the ox low over its fodder? 6Can flavorless food be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg? 7My soul refuses to touch them; They are as loathsome food to me. 8“Oh, that I might have my request, That God would grant me the thing that I long for! 9That it would please God to crush me, That He would loose His hand and cut me off! 10Then I would still have comfort; Though in anguish I would exult, He will not spare; For I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. 11“What strength do I have, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should prolong my life? 12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh bronze? 13 Is my help not within me? And is success driven from me? 14“To him who is afflicted, kindness should be shown by his friend, Even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty. 15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook, Like the streams of the brooks that pass away, 16Which are dark because of the ice, And into which the snow vanishes. 17When it is warm, they cease to flow; When it is hot, they vanish from their place. 18The paths of their way turn aside, They go nowhere and perish.
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