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6:1  Job responded:
6:2  Oh, that my grief were actually weighed, all of it were lifted up in scales;
6:3  for now it’s heavier than the sands of the sea; therefore, my words are rash.
6:4  The Almighty’s arrows are in me; my spirit drinks their poison, and God’s terrors are arrayed against me.
6:5  Does a donkey bray over grass or an ox bellow over its fodder?
6:6  Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or does egg white have taste?
6:7  I refuse to touch them; they resemble food for the sick.
6:8  Oh, that what I’ve requested would come and God grant my hope;
6:9  that God be willing to crush me, release his hand and cut me off.
6:10  I’d still take comfort, relieved even though in persistent pain; for I’ve not denied the words of the holy one.
6:11  What is my strength, that I should hope; my end, that my life should drag on?
6:12  Is my strength that of rocks, my flesh bronze?
6:13  I don’t have a helper for myself; success has been taken from me.
6:14  Are friends loyal to the one who despairs, or do they stop fearing the Almighty?
6:15  My companions are treacherous like a stream in the desert, like channels that overrun their streambeds,
6:16  like those darkened by thawing ice, in which snow is obscured
6:17  but that stop flowing in dry times and vanish from their channels in heat.
6:18  Caravans turn aside from their paths; they go up into untamed areas and perish.
6:19  Caravans from Tema look; merchants from Sheba hope for it.
6:20  They are ashamed that they trusted; they arrive and are dismayed.
6:21  That’s what you are like; you see something awful and are afraid.
6:22  Have I said, “Give me something? Offer a bribe from your wealth for me?
6:23  Rescue me from the hand of my enemy? Ransom me from the grip of the ruthless?”
6:24  Instruct me and I’ll be quiet; inform me how I’ve erred.
6:25  How painful are truthful words, but what do your condemnations accomplish?
6:26  Do you intend to correct my words, to treat the words of a hopeless man as wind?
6:27  Would you even gamble over an orphan, barter away your friend?
6:28  Now look at me— would I lie to your face?
6:29  Turn! Don’t be faithless. Turn now! I am righteous.
6:30  Is there wrong on my tongue, or can my mouth not recognize disaster?