6:1 Then Job answered and said,
6:2 Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!
6:3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.
6:4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: 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 hath no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
6:7 My soul refuseth to touch `them'; They are as loathsome food to me.
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 crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
6:10 And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
6:11 What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?
6:12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
6:13 Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?
6:14 To him that is ready to faint kindness `should be showed' from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
6:15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away;
6:16 Which are black by reason of the ice, `And' wherein the snow hideth itself:
6:17 What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
6:18 The caravans `that travel' by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish.
6:19 The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.
6:20 They were put to shame because they had hoped; They came thither, and were confounded.
6:21 For now ye are nothing; Ye see a terror, and are afraid.
6:22 Did I say, Give unto me? Or, Offer a present for me of your substance?
6:23 Or, Deliver me from the adversary's hand? Or, Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?
6:24 Teach me, and I will hold my peace; And cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
6:25 How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what doth it reprove?
6:26 Do ye think to reprove words, Seeing that the speeches of one that is desperate are as wind?
6:27 Yea, ye would cast `lots' upon the fatherless, And make merchandise of your friend.
6:28 Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; For surely I shall not lie to your face.
6:29 Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; Yea, return again, my cause is righteous.
6:30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern mischievous things?