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| 1 And Job answered and said, |
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| 2 Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! |
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| 3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement. |
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| 4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their poison drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of +God are arrayed against me. |
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| 5 Doth the wild ass bray by the grass? loweth an ox over his fodder? |
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| 6 Shall that which is insipid be eaten without salt? Is there any taste in the white of an egg? |
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| 7 What my soul refuseth to touch, that is as my loathsome food. |
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| 8 Oh that I might have my request, and that +God would grant my desire! |
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| 9 And that it would please +God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! |
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| 10 Then 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. |
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| 11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should have patience? |
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| 12 Is my strength the strength of stones? is my flesh of brass? |
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| 13 Is it not that there is no help in me, and soundness is driven away from me? |
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| 14 For him that is fainting kindness is meet from his friend; or he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. |
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| 15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a stream, as the channel of streams which pass away, |
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| 16 Which are turbid by reason of the ice, in which the snow hideth itself: |
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| 17 At the time they diminish, they are dried up; when heat affecteth them, they vanish from their place: |
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| 18 They wind about in the paths of their course, they go off into the waste and perish. |
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| 19 The caravans of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba counted on them: |
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| 20 They are ashamed at their hope; they come thither, and are confounded. |
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| 21 So now ye are nothing; ye see a terrible object and are afraid. |
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| 22 Did I say, Bring unto me, and make me a present from your substance? |
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| 23 Or, rescue me from the hand of the oppressor, and redeem me from the hand of the violent? |
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| 24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; and cause me to understand wherein I have erred. |
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| 25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your upbraiding reprove? |
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| 26 Do ye imagine to reprove words? The speeches of one that is desperate are indeed for the wind. |
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| 27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend. |
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| 28 Now therefore if ye will, look upon me; and it shall be to your face if I lie. |
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| 29 Return, I pray you, let there be no wrong; yea, return again, my righteousness shall be in it. |
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| 30 Is there wrong in my tongue? cannot my taste discern mischievous things? |
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