Job 6
Revised Geneva Translation
6 But Job answered and said,
2 “Oh that my grief was well-weighed, and that my miseries were laid with it on the scale!
3 “For it would now be heavier than the sand of the sea. Therefore, my words have been rash.
4 “For the arrows of the Almighty are in me. My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God fight against me.
5 “Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox bellow when he has fodder?
6 “That which is unsavory, shall it be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 “Such things my soul refused to touch, like food that made me ill.
8 “Oh that I might have my desire, and that God would grant me the thing that I long for:
9 “that is, that God would destroy me, that He would let His Hand go and cut me off.
10 “Then I would still have comfort (though I burn with sorrow, Him not sparing) because I have not denied the Words of the Holy One.
11 “What strength do I have, that I should hope? Or what is my end if I should prolong my life?
12 “Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh of bronze?
13 “Is it not so, that there is no help in me, and that strength is taken from me?
14 “He who is in misery ought to be comforted by his neighbor. But men have forsaken the fear of the Almighty.
15 “My brothers have deceived me as a brook. As the rising of the rivers, they pass away,
16 “which are black with ice and wherein the snow is hidden.
17 “But in time they are dried up with heat and are consumed. And when it is hot, they vanish from their places.
18 “They depart from their way and course. They vanish and perish.
19 “Those who went to Tema, considered them. Those who went to Sheba, waited for them.
20 “They were confounded. When they were confident, they came there and were embarrassed.
21 “Surely, now, you are like that. You have seen my fearful plague and are afraid.
22 “Did I say, ‘Bring to me,’ or ‘Give a reward to me from your substance,’
23 “or ‘Deliver me from the enemy’s hand,’ or ‘Ransom me out of the hand of tyrants?’
24 “Teach me, and I will hold my tongue. And cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 “How steadfast are the words of righteousness! And what can any of you justly prove?
26 “Do you plan to reprove words, so that the talk of the afflicted should be as the wind?
27 “You make your wrath fall upon the fatherless, and dig a pit for your friend.
28 “Now, therefore, be content to look at me. For I will not lie to your face.
29 “Relent, please. Let there be no iniquity. Relent, I say, and you shall still see my righteousness. Is there iniquity on my tongue? Does not my mouth discern desire?”
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?
Jobi 6
Albanian Bible
6 Atëherë Jobi u përgjigj dhe tha:
2 "Ah, sikur dhembja ime të ishte peshuar tërësisht, dhe fatkeqësia ime të vihej bashkë mbi peshoren,
3 do të ishte me siguri më e rëndë se rëra e detit! Për këtë arsye fjalët e mia nuk u përfillën.
4 Duke qenë se shigjetat e të Plotfuqishmit janë brenda meje, shpirti im ua pi vrerin; tmerrete Perëndisë janë renditur kundër meje.
5 Gomari i egër a pëllet vallë përpara barit, ose kau a buluron para forazhit të tij?
6 A hahet vallë një ushqim i amësht pa kripë, apo ka ndonjë farë shije në të bardhën e vezës?
7 Shpirti im nuk pranon të prekë gjëra të tilla, ato për mua janë si një ushqim i neveritshëm.
8 Ah sikur të mund të kisha atë që kërkoj, dhe Perëndia të më jepte atë që shpresoj!
9 Dashtë Perëndia të më shtypë, të shtrijë dorën e tij dhe të më shkatërrojë!
10 Kam megjithatë këtë ngushëllim dhe ngazëllehem në dhembjet që nuk po më kursehen, sepse nuk i kam fshehur fjalët e të Shenjtit.
11 Cila është forca ime që ende të mund të shpresoj, dhe cili është fundi im që të mund ta zgjas jetën time?
12 Forca ime a është vallë ajo e gurëve, ose mishi im është prej bronzi?
13 A s’jam fare pa ndihmë në veten time, dhe a nuk është larguar nga unë dituria?
14 Për atë që është i pikëlluar, miku duhet të tregojë dhembshuri, edhe në qoftë se ai braktis frikën e të Plotfuqishmit.
15 Por vëllezërit e mi më kanë zhgënjyer si një përrua, si ujërat e përrenjve që zhduken.
16 Ato turbullohen për shkak të akullit dhe në to fshihet bora,
17 por gjatë stinës së nxehtë ato zhduken; me vapën e verës ato nuk duken më në vendin e tyre.
18 Ato gjarpërojnë në shtigjet e shtretërve të tyre; futen në shketëtirë dhe mbarojnë.
19 Karvanet e Temas i kërkojnë me kujdes, udhëtarët e Shebës kanë shpresa tek ata,
20 por ata mbeten të zhgënjyer megjithë shpresat e tyre; kur arrijnë aty mbeten të hutuar.
21 Tani për mua ju jeni e njëjta gjë, shikoni tronditjen time të thellë dhe keni frikë.
22 A ju kam thënë vallë: "Më jepni diçka" o "më bëni një dhuratë nga pasuria juaj,"
23 ose "liromëni nga duart e armikut," ose "më shpengoni nga duart e personave që përdorin dhunën"?
24 Më udhëzoni, dhe do të hesht; më bëni të kuptoj ku kam gabuar.
25 Sa të frytshme janë fjalët e drejta! Por çfarë provojnë argumentet tuaja?
26 Mos keni ndërmend vallë të qortoni ashpër fjalët e mia dhe fjalimet e një të dëshpëruari, që janë si era?
27 Ju do të hidhnit në short edhe një jetim dhe do të hapnit një gropë për mikun tuaj.
28 Por tani pranoni të më shikoni, sepse nuk do të gënjej para jush.
29 Ndërroni mendim, ju lutem, që të mos bëhet padrejtësi! Po, ndërroni mendim, sepse bëhet fjalë për drejtësinë time.
30 A ka vallë paudhësi në gjuhën time apo qiellza ime nuk i dallon më ligësitë?".
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