Job 6Amplified Bible (AMP)
Job’s Friends Are No Help
6 Then Job answered and said,
“Oh, that my grief could actually be weighed
And placed in the balances together with my tragedy [to see if my grief is the grief of a coward]!
“For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea;
Therefore my words have been incoherent,
Because the arrows of the Almighty are within me,
My spirit drinks their poison;
The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
“Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass?
Or does the ox low over his fodder?
“Can something that has no taste to it be eaten without salt?
Or is there any flavor in the white of an egg?
“My soul refuses to touch them;
Such things are like loathsome food to me [sickening and repugnant].
“Oh that my request would come to pass,
And that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
“I wish that it would please God to crush me,
That He would let loose His hand and cut me off.
“Then I would still have consolation,
And I would jump for joy amid unsparing pain,
That I have not denied or hidden the words of the Holy One.
“What strength do I have left, that I should wait [and hope]?
And what is ahead of me, that I should be patient and endure?
“Is my strength and endurance that of stones,
Or is my flesh made of bronze?
“Is it that I have no help within myself,
And that success and wisdom have been driven from me?
“For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend;
So that he does not abandon (turn away from) the fear of the Almighty.
“My brothers have acted deceitfully like a brook,
Like the torrents of brooks that vanish,
Which are dull and dirty because of ice,
And into which the snow melts and hides itself;
When it is warm, they are silent and cease to flow;
When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
“The paths of their course wind along,
They go up into nothing and perish.
[Your counsel is as helpful to me as a dry streambed in the heat of summer.]
“The caravans of Tema looked [for water],
The caravans of Sheba waited for them [in vain].
“They were put to shame and disappointed because they had trusted [that they would find water];
They came there and were ashamed.
“Indeed, you have now become like a dried-up stream,
You see a terror [believing me to be a victim of the wrath of God] and are afraid [to be compassionate].
“Did I ever say, ‘Give me something,’
Or, ‘Pay a bribe for me from your wealth,’
Or, ‘Rescue me from the adversary’s hand,’
Or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the tyrants’?
“Teach me, and I will be silent;
And show me how I have erred.
“How painful are words of honesty.
But what does your argument prove?
“Do you intend to reprove my words [with a convincing argument],
When the words of one in despair belong to the wind [and go ignored]?
“You would cast lots (gamble) over the fatherless
And bargain away your friend.
“Now please look at me,
And see if I lie to your face [for you know that I would not].
“Turn away [from your suspicion], let there be no injustice;
Turn away, my righteousness and vindication is still in it.
“Is there injustice or malice on my tongue?
Can my palate not discern what is destructive?
Job 6New International Version (NIV)
6 Then Job replied:
2 “If only my anguish could be weighed
and all my misery be placed on the scales!
3 It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas—
no wonder my words have been impetuous.
4 The arrows of the Almighty are in me,
my spirit drinks in their poison;
God’s terrors are marshaled against me.
5 Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass,
or an ox bellow when it has fodder?
6 Is tasteless food eaten without salt,
or is there flavor in the sap of the mallow?
7 I refuse to touch it;
such food makes me ill.
8 “Oh, that I might have my request,
that God would grant what I hope for,
9 that God would be willing to crush me,
to let loose his hand and cut off my life!
10 Then I would still have this consolation—
my joy in unrelenting pain—
that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 “What strength do I have, that I should still hope?
What prospects, that I should be patient?
12 Do I have the strength of stone?
Is my flesh bronze?
13 Do I have any power to help myself,
now that success has been driven from me?
14 “Anyone who withholds kindness from a friend
forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams,
as the streams that overflow
16 when darkened by thawing ice
and swollen with melting snow,
17 but that stop flowing in the dry season,
and in the heat vanish from their channels.
18 Caravans turn aside from their routes;
they go off into the wasteland and perish.
19 The caravans of Tema look for water,
the traveling merchants of Sheba look in hope.
20 They are distressed, because they had been confident;
they arrive there, only to be disappointed.
21 Now you too have proved to be of no help;
you see something dreadful and are afraid.
22 Have I ever said, ‘Give something on my behalf,
pay a ransom for me from your wealth,
23 deliver me from the hand of the enemy,
rescue me from the clutches of the ruthless’?
24 “Teach me, and I will be quiet;
show me where I have been wrong.
25 How painful are honest words!
But what do your arguments prove?
26 Do you mean to correct what I say,
and treat my desperate words as wind?
27 You would even cast lots for the fatherless
and barter away your friend.
28 “But now be so kind as to look at me.
Would I lie to your face?
29 Relent, do not be unjust;
reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.
30 Is there any wickedness on my lips?
Can my mouth not discern malice?