Job 6
King James Version
6 But Job answered and said,
2 Oh that my grief were throughly 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 whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do 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 unsavoury 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 meat.
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; yea, 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 mine 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 shewed 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 wherein the snow is hid:
17 What time they wax 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 unto 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 wherein 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 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
Job 6
English Standard Version
Job Replies: My Complaint Is Just
6 Then Job answered and said:
2 “Oh that my vexation were weighed,
and all my calamity laid in the balances!
3 For then it would be heavier than (A)the sand of the sea;
therefore my words have been rash.
4 For (B)the arrows of the Almighty are in me;
my spirit drinks their poison;
the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
5 Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass,
or the ox low over his fodder?
6 Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt,
or is there any taste in the juice of the mallow?[a]
7 My appetite refuses to touch them;
they are as food that is loathsome to me.[b]
8 “Oh that I might have my request,
and that God would fulfill my hope,
9 that it would (C)please God to crush me,
that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10 This would be my comfort;
I would even exult[c] in pain (D)unsparing,
for I have not denied the words of (E)the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait?
And what is my end, that I should be patient?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones, or is my flesh bronze?
13 Have I any help in me,
when resource is driven from me?
14 “He who (F)withholds[d] kindness from a (G)friend
forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 My (H)brothers are (I)treacherous as a torrent-bed,
as torrential (J)streams that pass away,
16 which are dark with ice,
and where the snow hides itself.
17 When they melt, they disappear;
when it is hot, they vanish from their place.
18 The caravans turn aside from their course;
they go up into (K)the waste and perish.
19 The caravans of (L)Tema look,
the travelers of (M)Sheba hope.
20 They are (N)ashamed because they were confident;
they come there and are (O)disappointed.
21 For you have now become nothing;
you see my calamity and are afraid.
22 Have I said, ‘Make me a gift’?
Or, ‘From your wealth offer a bribe for me’?
23 Or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary's hand’?
Or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of (P)the ruthless’?
24 “Teach me, and I will be silent;
make me understand how I have gone astray.
25 How forceful are upright words!
But what does reproof from you reprove?
26 Do you think that you can reprove words,
when the speech of a despairing man is (Q)wind?
27 You would even (R)cast lots over the fatherless,
and bargain over your friend.
28 “But now, be pleased to look at me,
for I will not lie to your face.
29 (S)Please turn; let no injustice be done.
Turn now; my vindication is at stake.
30 Is there any injustice on my tongue?
Cannot my palate discern the cause of calamity?
Job 6
nuBibeln (Swedish Contemporary Bible)
Job svarar Elifas
6 Då svarade Job:
2 O, att min sorg kunde vägas,
min bedrövelse läggas i vågskålen!
3 Den är tyngre än havets sand,
och det är därför jag talar så hätskt.
4 För den Väldige har träffat mig med sina pilar.
Min ande dricker deras gift.
Förskräckelse från Gud rycker fram mot mig.
5 Inte skriker den vildåsna som har gräs att äta
eller råmar den oxe som har tillräckligt med foder.
6 Inte äter man smaklös mat utan salt,
eller finns det någon smak i en äggvita?
7 Jag vill inte röra vid det,
det gör mig sjuk.[a]
8 O, att min bön blev hörd,
att Gud ville uppfylla mitt hopp,
9 att Gud ville krossa mig,
lyfta sin hand och skära av mig!
10 Det ger mig ändå tröst i min olidliga plåga
att jag inte har förnekat den Heliges ord.[b]
11 Vad är det för kraft jag fortfarande har,
vilket hopp att hålla fast vid?
Vad har jag för slut,
så att jag kan hålla ut?
12 Har jag en stens styrka?
Är min kropp av koppar?
13 Finns det någon hjälp för mig,
nu när framgången har lämnat mig?
14 Den förtvivlade borde bemötas med godhet av sina vänner,
annars fruktar de inte den Väldige.[c]
15 Mina bröder är lika opålitliga som en bäck,
som en sinande bäckfåra.
16 De är mörka av smältande is
och försvinnande snö,
17 de försvinner när torrtiden kommer,
de torkar ut i hettan.
18 Karavanerna viker av från sin väg,
och när de bara träffar på öken går de under.
19 Karavaner från Tema letar efter dem,
köpmän från Saba hoppas på dem.
20 De blir besvikna i sin förhoppning,
de kommer fram,
bara för att bli bestörta.
21 Så har ni blivit till ingenting,
ni ser någonting skrämmande
och blir rädda.
22 Har jag någonsin bett er om någonting?
Har jag bett er köpa mig fri med era rikedomar?
23 Har jag någonsin bett er befria mig från fiendens hand,
friköpa mig från våldsmännen?
24 Undervisa mig, sedan ska jag vara tyst.
Tala om för mig vad jag har gjort för fel!
25 Det är smärtsamt att höra sanningen,
men vad bevisar era argument?[d]
26 Tänker ni rätta till vad jag har sagt,
betrakta den desperates ord som vind?
27 Det vore som att kasta lott om ett föräldralöst barn
eller som att sälja en vän.
28 Titta på mig!
Skulle jag kunna ljuga dig rakt i ansiktet?
29 Vänd om! Tillåt ingen orättvisa!
Vänd om! Min integritet består.
30 Finns det någon ondska på mina läppar?
Skulle min mun inte känna igen det fördärvliga?
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