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reading plan entry for June 6

Job 6 ()

[1] Then Job answered,
[2] “Oh that my anguish were weighed,
and all my calamity laid in the balances!
[3] For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas,
therefore my words have been rash.
[4] For the arrows of the Almighty are within me.
My spirit drinks up their poison.
The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
[5] Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass?
Or does the ox low over his fodder?
[6] Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt?
Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
[7] My soul refuses to touch them.
They are as loathsome food to me.

[8] “Oh that I might have my request,
that God would grant the thing that I long for,
[9] even that it would please God to crush me;
that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
[10] Let it still be my consolation,
yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare,
that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
[11] What is my strength, that I should wait?
What is my end, that I should be patient?
[12] Is my strength the strength of stones?
Or is my flesh of bronze?
[13] Isn’t it that I have no help in me,
that wisdom is driven away from me?

[14] “To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend;
even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
[15] My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook,
as the channel of brooks that pass away;
[16] which are black by reason of the ice,
in which the snow hides itself.
[17] In the dry season, they vanish.
When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
[18] The caravans that travel beside them turn away.
They go up into the waste, and perish.
[19] The caravans of Tema looked.
The companies of Sheba waited for them.
[20] They were distressed because they were confident.
They came there, and were confounded.
[21] For now you are nothing.
You see a terror, and are afraid.
[22] Did I ever say, ‘Give to me’?
or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance’?
[23] or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand’?
or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors’?

[24] “Teach me, and I will hold my peace.
Cause me to understand my error.
[25] How forcible are words of uprightness!
But your reproof, what does it reprove?
[26] Do you intend to reprove words,
since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
[27] Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless,
and make merchandise of your friend.
[28] Now therefore be pleased to look at me,
for surely I will not lie to your face.
[29] Please return.
Let there be no injustice.
Yes, return again.
My cause is righteous.
[30] Is there injustice on my tongue?
Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?

Job 7 ()

[1] “Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth?
Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
[2] As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,
as a hireling who looks for his wages,
[3] so I am made to possess months of misery,
wearisome nights are appointed to me.
[4] When I lie down, I say,
‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’
I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
[5] My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.
My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
[6] My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
and are spent without hope.
[7] Oh remember that my life is a breath.
My eye will no more see good.
[8] The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.
Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
[9] As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,
so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.
[10] He will return no more to his house,
neither will his place know him any more.

[11] “Therefore I will not keep silent.
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit.
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
[12] Am I a sea, or a sea monster,
that you put a guard over me?
[13] When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.
My couch will ease my complaint,’
[14] then you scare me with dreams
and terrify me through visions,
[15] so that my soul chooses strangling,
death rather than my bones.
[16] I loathe my life.
I don’t want to live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
[17] What is man, that you should magnify him,
that you should set your mind on him,
[18] that you should visit him every morning,
and test him every moment?
[19] How long will you not look away from me,
nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
[20] If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men?
Why have you set me as a mark for you,
so that I am a burden to myself?
[21] Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?
For now will I lie down in the dust.
You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”

Job 7:9 Sheol is the place of the dead.

Job 8 ()

[1] Then Bildad the Shuhite answered,
[2] “How long will you speak these things?
Shall the words of your mouth be a mighty wind?
[3] Does God pervert justice?
Or does the Almighty pervert righteousness?
[4] If your children have sinned against him,
he has delivered them into the hand of their disobedience.
[5] If you want to seek God diligently,
make your supplication to the Almighty.
[6] If you were pure and upright,
surely now he would awaken for you,
and make the habitation of your righteousness prosperous.
[7] Though your beginning was small,
yet your latter end would greatly increase.

[8] “Please inquire of past generations.
Find out about the learning of their fathers.
[9] (For we are but of yesterday, and know nothing,
because our days on earth are a shadow.)
[10] Shall they not teach you, tell you,
and utter words out of their heart?

[11] “Can the papyrus grow up without mire?
Can the rushes grow without water?
[12] While it is yet in its greenness, not cut down,
it withers before any other reed.
[13] So are the paths of all who forget God.
The hope of the godless man will perish,
[14] whose confidence will break apart,
whose trust is a spider’s web.
[15] He will lean on his house, but it will not stand.
He will cling to it, but it will not endure.
[16] He is green before the sun.
His shoots go out along his garden.
[17] His roots are wrapped around the rock pile.
He sees the place of stones.
[18] If he is destroyed from his place,
then it will deny him, saying, ‘I have not seen you.’
[19] Behold, this is the joy of his way.
Out of the earth, others will spring.

[20] “Behold, God will not cast away a blameless man,
neither will he uphold the evildoers.
[21] He will still fill your mouth with laughter,
your lips with shouting.
[22] Those who hate you will be clothed with shame.
The tent of the wicked will be no more.”

Job 9 ()

[1] Then Job answered,
[2] “Truly I know that it is so,
but how can man be just with God?
[3] If he is pleased to contend with him,
he can’t answer him one time in a thousand.
[4] God is wise in heart, and mighty in strength.
Who has hardened himself against him and prospered?
[5] He removes the mountains, and they don’t know it,
when he overturns them in his anger.
[6] He shakes the earth out of its place.
Its pillars tremble.
[7] He commands the sun and it doesn’t rise,
and seals up the stars.
[8] He alone stretches out the heavens,
and treads on the waves of the sea.
[9] He makes the Bear, Orion, and the Pleiades,
and the rooms of the south.
[10] He does great things past finding out;
yes, marvelous things without number.
[11] Behold, he goes by me, and I don’t see him.
He passes on also, but I don’t perceive him.
[12] Behold, he snatches away.
Who can hinder him?
Who will ask him, ‘What are you doing?’

[13] “God will not withdraw his anger.
The helpers of Rahab stoop under him.
[14] How much less will I answer him,
and choose my words to argue with him?
[15] Though I were righteous, yet I wouldn’t answer him.
I would make supplication to my judge.
[16] If I had called, and he had answered me,
yet I wouldn’t believe that he listened to my voice.
[17] For he breaks me with a storm,
and multiplies my wounds without cause.
[18] He will not allow me to catch my breath,
but fills me with bitterness.
[19] If it is a matter of strength, behold, he is mighty!
If of justice, ‘Who,’ says he, ‘will summon me?’
[20] Though I am righteous, my own mouth will condemn me.
Though I am blameless, it will prove me perverse.
[21] I am blameless.
I don’t respect myself.
I despise my life.

[22] “It is all the same.
Therefore I say he destroys the blameless and the wicked.
[23] If the scourge kills suddenly,
he will mock at the trial of the innocent.
[24] The earth is given into the hand of the wicked.
He covers the faces of its judges.
If not he, then who is it?

[25] “Now my days are swifter than a runner.
They flee away. They see no good.
[26] They have passed away as the swift ships,
as the eagle that swoops on the prey.
[27] If I say, ‘I will forget my complaint,
I will put off my sad face, and cheer up,’
[28] I am afraid of all my sorrows.
I know that you will not hold me innocent.
[29] I will be condemned.
Why then do I labor in vain?
[30] If I wash myself with snow,
and cleanse my hands with lye,
[31] yet you will plunge me in the ditch.
My own clothes will abhor me.
[32] For he is not a man, as I am, that I should answer him,
that we should come together in judgment.
[33] There is no umpire between us,
that might lay his hand on us both.
[34] Let him take his rod away from me.
Let his terror not make me afraid;
[35] then I would speak, and not fear him,
for I am not so in myself.

Job 10 ()

[1] “My soul is weary of my life.
I will give free course to my complaint.
I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
[2] I will tell God, ‘Do not condemn me.
Show me why you contend with me.
[3] Is it good to you that you should oppress,
that you should despise the work of your hands,
and smile on the counsel of the wicked?
[4] Do you have eyes of flesh?
Or do you see as man sees?
[5] Are your days as the days of mortals,
or your years as man’s years,
[6] that you inquire after my iniquity,
and search after my sin?
[7] Although you know that I am not wicked,
there is no one who can deliver out of your hand.

[8] “ ‘Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether,
yet you destroy me.
[9] Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay.
Will you bring me into dust again?
[10] Haven’t you poured me out like milk,
and curdled me like cheese?
[11] You have clothed me with skin and flesh,
and knit me together with bones and sinews.
[12] You have granted me life and loving kindness.
Your visitation has preserved my spirit.
[13] Yet you hid these things in your heart.
I know that this is with you:
[14] if I sin, then you mark me.
You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
[15] If I am wicked, woe to me.
If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head,
being filled with disgrace,
and conscious of my affliction.
[16] If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion.
Again you show yourself powerful to me.
[17] You renew your witnesses against me,
and increase your indignation on me.
Changes and warfare are with me.

[18] “ ‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.
[19] I should have been as though I had not been.
I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
[20] Aren’t my days few?
Stop!
Leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
[21] before I go where I will not return from,
to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
[22] the land dark as midnight,
of the shadow of death,
without any order,
where the light is as midnight.’ ”