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?
