^6:1 Then Job answered and said, ^6:2 O that my grief were but weighed and all my calamity laid in the balances! ^6:3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas. Therefore my words have been rash.

    ^6:4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which my spirit drinks up. The terrors of God arrange themselves against me.

    ^6:5 Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or the ox moo over his fodder? ^6:6 Can what has no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg? ^6:7 My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.

    ^6:8 O that I might have my request and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! ^6:9 Even that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! ^6:10 And be it still my consolation, yes, let me rejoice (in pain that does not spare), 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 be patient? ^6:12 Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass? ^6:13 Is it not that I have no help in me and that wisdom is driven from me?

    ^6:14 To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be from his friend, even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.

    ^6:15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook, as the channel of brooks that pass away, ^6:16which are black because of the ice, in which the snow hides itself. ^6:17 What time they grow warm, they vanish. When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

    ^6:18 The caravans that travel by the way of them turn aside. They go up into the waste and perish. ^6:19The caravans of Tema looked, the traveling of Sheba waited for them. ^6:20 They were put to shame because they had hoped. They came there and were confounded.

    ^6:21 For now you^* are nothing. You^* see a terror and are afraid. ^6:22 Did I say, Give to me? Or, Offer a present for me from your^* substance? ^6:23 Or, Deliver me from the adversary's hand? Or, Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?

    ^6:24 Teach me and I will be quiet. And cause me to understand how I have erred. ^6:25 How forcible are words of uprightness! But your^* reproof, what does it reprove?

    ^6:26 Do you^* think to reprove words, seeing that the speeches of a man who is desperate are as wind?^6:27 Yes, you^* would cast lots upon the fatherless and make merchandise of your^* friend.

    ^6:28 Now therefore be pleased to look upon me, for truly I will not lie to your^* face. ^6:29 Return, I beseech you^*, let there be no injustice. Yes, return again, my cause is righteous. ^6:30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern mischievous things?