| 1 | But Job answered and said, |
| 2 | Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! |
| 3 | For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. |
| 4 | For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me. |
| 5 | Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder? |
| 6 | Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg? |
| 7 | The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful food. |
| 8 | Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! |
| 9 | Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! |
| 10 | Then should I yet have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. |
| 11 | What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life? |
| 12 | Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass? |
| 13 | Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me? |
| 14 | To him that is afflicted pity should be shown from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. |
| 15 | My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; |
| 16 | Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and in which the snow is hid: |
| 17 | In the time when they become warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. |
| 18 | The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish. |
| 19 | The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them. |
| 20 | They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed. |
| 21 | For now ye are nothing: ye see my casting down, and are afraid. |
| 22 | Did I say, Bring to me? or Give a reward for me of your substance? |
| 23 | Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty? |
| 24 | Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand in what I have erred. |
| 25 | How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove? |
| 26 | Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind? |
| 27 | Yes, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend. |
| 28 | Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident to you if I lie. |
| 29 | Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yes, return again, my righteousness is in it. |
| 30 | Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things? |
