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6:1  Then Job responded,
6:2  “Oh if only my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my disaster!
6:3  For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; For that reason my words have been rash.
6:4  For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God line up against me.
6:5  Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his feed?
6:6  Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the juice of an alkanet plant?
6:7  My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.
6:8  “Oh, that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my hope!
6:9  Oh, that God would decide to crush me, That He would let loose His hand and cut me off!
6:10  But it is still my comfort, And I rejoice in unsparing pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
6:11  What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should endure?
6:12  Is my strength the strength of stones, Or is my flesh bronze?
6:13  Is it that my help is not within me, And that a good outcome is driven away from me?
6:14  “For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not abandon the fear of the Almighty.
6:15  My brothers have acted deceitfully like a wadi, Like the torrents of wadis which drain away,
6:16  Which are darkened because of ice, And into which the snow melts.
6:17  When they dry up, they vanish; When it is hot, they disappear from their place.
6:18  The paths of their course wind along, They go up into wasteland and perish.
6:19  The caravans of Tema looked, The travelers of Sheba hoped for them.
6:20  They were put to shame, for they had trusted, They came there and were humiliated.
6:21  Indeed, you have now become such, You see terrors and are afraid.
6:22  Have I said, ‘Give me something,’ Or, ‘Offer a bribe for me from your wealth,’
6:23  Or, ‘Save me from the hand of the enemy,’ Or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the tyrants’?
6:24  “Teach me, and I will be silent; And show me how I have done wrong.
6:25  How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove?
6:26  Do you intend to rebuke my words, When the words of one in despair belong to the wind?
6:27  You would even cast lots for the orphans, And barter over your friend.
6:28  Now please look at me, And see if I am lying to your face.
6:29  Please turn away, let there be no injustice; Turn away, my righteousness is still in it.
6:30  Is there injustice on my tongue? Does my palate not discern disasters?