| Chapter 6 |
1 | But Job answered and said,
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2 | Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
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3 | For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
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4 | For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
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5 | Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
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6 | Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
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7 | The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful food.
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8 | Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
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9 | Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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10 | Then should I yet have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
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11 | What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
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12 | Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
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13 | Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
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14 | To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
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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 in which the snow is hid:
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17 | In the time when they become warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
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18 | The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
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19 | The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
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20 | They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
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21 | For now ye are nothing: ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
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22 | Did I say, Bring to me? or Give a reward for me of your substance?
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23 | Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
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24 | Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand in what I have erred.
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25 | How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
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26 | Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
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27 | Yes, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
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28 | Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident to you if I lie.
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29 | Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yes, return again, my righteousness is in it.
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30 | Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
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