Job 6:8-15

New Living Translation

⁸ “Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant my desire.
⁹ I wish he would crush me.
    I wish he would reach out his hand and kill me.
¹⁰ At least I can take comfort in this:
    Despite the pain,
    I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
¹¹ But I don’t have the strength to endure.
    I have nothing to live for.
¹² Do I have the strength of a stone?
    Is my body made of bronze?
¹³ No, I am utterly helpless,
    without any chance of success.

¹⁴ “One should be kind to a fainting friend,
    but you accuse me without any fear of the Almighty.^[a]
15 My brothers, you have proved as unreliable as a seasonal brook
    that overflows its banks in the spring