6:1 Then Job responded: 1
6:2 “Oh, 2 if only my grief 3 could be weighed, 4
and my misfortune laid 5 on the scales too! 6
6:3 But because it is heavier 7 than the sand 8 of the sea,
that is why my words have been wild. 9
6:4 For the arrows 10 of the Almighty 11 are within me;
my spirit 12 drinks their poison; 13
God’s sudden terrors 14 are arrayed 15 against me.
6:5 “Does the wild donkey 16 bray 17 when it is near grass? 18
Or 19 does the ox low near its fodder? 20
6:6 Can food that is tasteless 21 be eaten without salt?
Or is there any taste in the white 22 of an egg?
6:7 I 23 have refused 24 to touch such things; 25
they are like loathsome food to me. 26
6:8 “Oh that 27 my request would be realized, 28
and that God would grant me what I long for! 29
6:9 And that God would be willing 30 to crush me,
that he would let loose 31 his hand
and 32 kill me. 33
6:10 Then I would yet have my comfort, 34
then 35 I would rejoice, 36
in spite of pitiless pain, 37
for 38 I have not concealed the words 39 of the Holy One. 40
6:11 What is my strength, that I should wait? 41
and what is my end, 42
that I should prolong my life?