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6:1  Then Job answered and said,
6:2  “If only my vexation could be well weighed, and my calamity could be lifted up together with it in the balances,
6:3  for then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words have been rash,
6:4  for the arrows of Shaddai are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
6:5  Does the wild ass bray over grass, or the ox bellow over its fodder?
6:6  Can tasteless food be eaten without salt, or is there taste in the white of a marshmallow plant?
6:7  I refused to touch them; they are like food that will make me ill.
6:8  “O that my request may come, and that God may grant my hope,
6:9  that God would decide that he would crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
6:10  But it will still be my consolation, and I would recoil in unrelenting pain, for 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 hold out?
6:12  Or is my strength like the strength of stones? Or is my flesh bronze?
6:13  Indeed, my help is not in me, and any success is driven from me.
6:14  “Loyal love should come for the afflicted from his friend, even if he forsakes the fear of Shaddai.
6:15  My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed; like a streambed of wadis they flow away,
6:16  which are growing dark because of ice upon them, it will pile up snow.
6:17  In time they dry up, they disappear; when it is hot, they vanish from their place.
6:18  The paths of their way wind around; they go up into the wasteland, and they perish.
6:19  The caravans of Tema looked; the traveling merchants of Sheba hope for them.
6:20  They are disappointed, because they trusted; they came here and they are confounded.
6:21  “For now you have become such; you see terrors, and you fear.
6:22  Is it because I have said, ‘Give to me,’ or, ‘Offer a bribe for me from your wealth’?
6:23  or, ‘Save me from the foe’s hand,’ or, ‘Ransom me from the tyrants’ hand’?
6:24  Teach me, and I myself will be silent; and make me understand how I have gone astray.
6:25  How painful are upright words! But what does your reproof reprove?
6:26  Do you intend to reprove my words and consider the words of a desperate man as wind?
6:27  Even over the orphan you would cast the lot, and you would bargain over your friend.
6:28  “Therefore be prepared, turn to me, and I surely will not lie to your face.
6:29  Please turn, let no injustice happen; indeed, turn, my righteousness is still intact.
6:30  Is there injustice on my tongue? Or can my palate not discern calamity?