1 Then Job answered and said:
2 Oh, that my grief were fully weighed, and my calamity laid with it on the scales!
3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the
terrors of God are arrayed against me.
5 Does the wild ass bray when it has grass, or does the ox low over its fodder?
6 Can something tasteless be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an
7 My soul refuses to touch them; they are as sickening food.
8 Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant me the thing that I long for;
9 that it would please God to crush me, that He would loose His hand and cut me off!
10 Then I would still have comfort; though in anguish, I would leap for joy; let Him not
spare; for I have not hidden 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 wisdom driven from me?
14 To him who is despairing, kindness should be shown by his friend; but he forsakes
the fear of the Almighty.
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully. Like a brook, like the streams of the brooks, they
16 which are dark because of the ice, and into which the snow vanishes.
17 When it is warm, they stop flowing; when it is hot, they dry up from their place.
18 The paths of their journey are winding; they go into nothingness and vanish.
19 The wanderers of Tema have paid attention; the travelers of Sheba have looked for
20 They are disappointed because they had been confident, but when they had come
there they were abashed.
21 Surely now you are nothing; you see terror and are afraid.
22 Did I ever say, Bring something to me? Or, Offer a bribe for me from your wealth?
23 Or, Deliver me from the hand of the adversary? Or, Redeem me from the hand of the
24 Teach me, and I will keep silent; cause me to understand in what way I have erred.
25 Right words are grievous, but what does your rebuke prove?
26 Do you intend to rebuke the words and the speeches of one in despair, as wind?
27 Yea, you throw down the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
28 Now therefore, be pleased to look at me; for my face will tell if I am lying.
29 Turn back, let there be no injustice! Yea, turn back; my righteousness still stands!
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern calamity?