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World English Bible

Job 6 (WEBP)

[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?

Scripture quotations are taken from The World English Bible™ of eBible.org, 2020 stable text edition. It is in the public domain.

King James w/Strong’s #s

Job 6 (KJVS)

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

Young’s Literal Translation

Job 6 (YLT)

[1] And Job answereth and saith:-
[2] O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
[3] For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
[4] For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me!
[5] Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?