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Then Job answered,

“Oh that my anguish were weighed,
    and all my calamity laid in the balances!
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas,
    therefore my words have been rash.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me.
    My spirit drinks up their poison.
The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
    Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass?
Or does the ox low over his fodder?
    Can that which has no flavor be eaten without salt?
Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
    My soul refuses to touch them.
They are as loathsome food to me.

“Oh that I might have my request,
    that God would grant the thing that I long for,
even that it would please God to crush me;
    that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
10 Let it still be my consolation,
    yes, let me exult in pain that doesn’t spare,
    that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait?
    What is my end, that I should be patient?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones?
    Or is my flesh of bronze?
13 Isn’t it that I have no help in me,
    that wisdom is driven away from me?

14 “To him who is ready to faint, kindness should be shown from his friend;
    even to him who forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully as a brook,
    as the channel of brooks that pass away;
16 Which are black by reason of the ice,
    in which the snow hides itself.
17 In the dry season, they vanish.
    When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
18 The caravans that travel beside them turn away.
    They go up into the waste, and perish.
19 The caravans of Tema looked.
    The companies of Sheba waited for them.
20 They were distressed because they were confident.
    They came there, and were confounded.
21 For now you are nothing.
    You see a terror, and are afraid.
22 Did I say, ‘Give to me?’
    or, ‘Offer a present for me from your substance?’
23 or, ‘Deliver me from the adversary’s hand?’
    or, ‘Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?’

24 “Teach me, and I will hold my peace.
    Cause me to understand my error.
25 How forcible are words of uprightness!
    But your reproof, what does it reprove?
26 Do you intend to reprove words,
    since the speeches of one who is desperate are as wind?
27 Yes, you would even cast lots for the fatherless,
    and make merchandise of your friend.
28 Now therefore be pleased to look at me,
    for surely I will not lie to your face.
29 Please return.
    Let there be no injustice.
    Yes, return again.
    My cause is righteous.
30 Is there injustice on my tongue?
    Can’t my taste discern mischievous things?

“Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth?
    Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?
As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,
    as a hireling who looks for his wages,
so I am made to possess months of misery,
    wearisome nights are appointed to me.
When I lie down, I say,
    ‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’
    I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.
    My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
    and are spent without hope.
Oh remember that my life is a breath.
    My eye will no more see good.
The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.
    Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.
As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,
    so he who goes down to Sheol[a] will come up no more.
10 He will return no more to his house,
    neither will his place know him any more.

11 “Therefore I will not keep silent.
    I will speak in the anguish of my spirit.
    I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea monster,
    that you put a guard over me?
13 When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.
    My couch will ease my complaint;’
14 then you scare me with dreams,
    and terrify me through visions:
15 so that my soul chooses strangling,
    death rather than my bones.
16 I loathe my life.
    I don’t want to live forever.
    Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
17 What is man, that you should magnify him,
    that you should set your mind on him,
18 that you should visit him every morning,
    and test him every moment?
19 How long will you not look away from me,
    nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?
20 If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men?
    Why have you set me as a mark for you,
    so that I am a burden to myself?
21 Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?
    For now will I lie down in the dust.
    You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”

Footnotes

  1. 7:9 Sheol is the place of the dead.

Job’s Suffering is Grave

In rebuttal, Job replied:

“If only my grief could be weighed;
    or my calamity piled together on a balance scale!
It would weigh more than the sand on the seashore![a]
    Here’s why I’ve talked so rashly:

“The arrows of the Almighty have pierced me;
    my spirit absorbs[b] their poison;[c]
        God’s terrors have been arranged just for me!

“Will the wild donkey bray from hunger[d] if fresh grass is beside him?
    Will the ox low from distress[e] if it is near its feed?
Tasteless food isn’t eaten without salt, is it?
    Is there any taste in an egg white?
I cannot bring myself to touch them;[f]
    food like this makes me sick.”

Job Desires Death

“Who will grant my wish?[g]
    I wish God would grant what I’m hoping for:
that God would just be willing[h] to crush me;
    that he would let loose[i] and eliminate me!
10 At least I could still take comfort
    and rejoice in unceasing anguish,
        for I didn’t conceal what the Holy One has to say.

11 “Do I have the strength to wait?
    And why[j] should I be patient?
12 Am I as strong as a rock?
    Am I some kind of iron man?[k]
13 There is no help within me, is there?
    My resources have been driven away from me, haven’t they?

Job Accuses His Friends of Treachery

14 The friend shows gracious love for his friend,
    even if he has forsaken the fear of the Almighty.
15 But my brothers have acted treacherously like a cascading river,
    like torrential rivers that overflow.
16 Filled with waters made cold[l] by ice,
    they are where the snow goes to hide.
17 But then the snow melts, and they disappear;
    when warmed, they evaporate from their stream beds.[m]
18 Travelers divert[n] in their route;
    they go into a wasteland and die.
19 Travelers from Tema search intently;
    caravans from Sheba hope to find them.
20 For all their expectations, they are doomed to disappointment;
    even though they have come and searched this far.

21 “And now you’re all just like them, aren’t you?[o]
    You see my terror and are terrified.
22 When did I ever ask you for anything,
    say ‘Offer a bribe for me from your wealth?’
23 or say ‘Deliver me from my enemy’s control,’[p]
    or ‘Redeem me from the domination[q] of ruthless people’?”

Job Requests Mercy from His Friends

24 “Instruct me, and I’ll remain silent.
    Help me understand where I’ve gone astray.
25 The truth[r] can be painful,
    but what has your argument proven?
26 Did you intend your words to reprove,
    even though the speech of a desperate person is just wind?
27 Indeed, you would gamble to buy an orphan;
    and barter to buy your friend!
28 Now be willing to face me,
    and I won’t lie to your face.
29 Repent! Let there be no injustice;
    Change your ways![s] My vindication[t] is at stake.
30 Have I said anything that’s unjust?
    I can discern[u] evil, can’t I?”

Job Acknowledges the Brevity of Life

“Men have harsh servitude on earth, do they not?
    His days are like those of a hired laborer, are they not?[v]
I’m like a servant who longs for the shade,
    like a hired laborer who is looking for his wages.
Truly I’ve been allotted months of emptiness;
    nights of trouble have been appointed for me.

“When I lie down I ask,
    ‘When will I wake up?’
But the night continues
    and I keep tossing and turning until dawn.[w]
My skin[x] is covered with worms and clods of dirt;
    my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.
My days pass as swiftly as a hand-loom;
    they come to their conclusion without hope.
Remember that my life is a breath;
    my eyes won’t go back to seeing good things.[y]
The eyes of the one who sees me won’t see me anymore;
    your eyes will look[z] for me
        but I won’t be around![aa]
As a cloud fades away and vanishes,
    the one who descends to the afterlife[ab] doesn’t return.[ac]
10 He doesn’t return again to his house,
    and his place won’t recognize him anymore.”

Job Intends to Complain

11 “In addition, I won’t keep my opinion[ad] to myself;
    I’ll speak from my distressed spirit;
        I’ll complain with my bitter soul.
12 Am I the sea, or a sea monster,
    that you keep watching me?
13 For I’ve said, ‘My bed will comfort me;
    my couch will ease my burdens[ae] while I complain.’
14 But then you scared me with dreams;
    you terrified me with visions.
15 I would rather die by strangulation
    than continue living.[af]
16 I hate the thought of living forever!
    Leave me alone, because my days are pointless.”

Job Acknowledges Humankind’s Insignificance

17 “What is a human being, that you make so much of him;
    that you set your affections on him,
18 visit him every morning,
    and test him continually?
19 Why won’t you look away from me?
    Why don’t you leave me alone so I can swallow my saliva?
20 So what if I sin? What have I done against you,
    you observer of humankind?
Why have you made me your target?
    Why burden yourself with me?
21 Why haven’t you pardoned my transgression
    and taken away my iniquity?
Now I’m about to lie down in the dust.
    You will seek me diligently,
        but I won’t be around!”[ag]

Footnotes

  1. Job 6:3 Lit. sea
  2. Job 6:4 Lit. drinks
  3. Job 6:4 Lit. heat
  4. Job 6:5 The Heb. lacks from hunger
  5. Job 6:5 The Heb. lacks from distress
  6. Job 6:7 The Heb. lacks them
  7. Job 6:8 Or Oh, that I might have my request
  8. Job 6:9 Lit. pleased
  9. Job 6:9 Lit. loose his hand
  10. Job 6:11 Lit. And to what end
  11. Job 6:12 Lit. Is my flesh bronze?
  12. Job 6:16 Lit. dark
  13. Job 6:17 Lit. their place
  14. Job 6:18 Lit. twist
  15. Job 6:21 Lit. it
  16. Job 6:23 Lit. hand
  17. Job 6:23 Lit. hand
  18. Job 6:25 Lit. Upright words
  19. Job 6:29 The Heb. lacks your ways
  20. Job 6:29 Or righteousness
  21. Job 6:30 Lit. taste
  22. Job 7:1 Or hireling
  23. Job 7:4 Or twilight
  24. Job 7:5 Or flesh
  25. Job 7:7 The Heb. lacks things
  26. Job 7:8 The Heb. lacks will look
  27. Job 7:8 The Heb. lacks around
  28. Job 7:9 Lit. Sheol; i.e. the dwelling place of the dead
  29. Job 7:9 Lit. doesn’t come back up
  30. Job 7:11 Lit. mouth
  31. Job 7:13 Or carry
  32. Job 7:15 Lit. my bones
  33. Job 7:21 The Heb. lacks around