If only my request would be granted
and God would provide what I hope for:
that He would decide to crush me,
to unleash His power and cut me off!
10 It would still bring me comfort,
and I would leap for joy in unrelenting pain
that I have not denied[a] the words of the Holy One.(A)

11 What strength do I have that I should continue to hope?
What is my future, that I should be patient?
12 Is my strength that of stone,
or my flesh made of bronze?
13 Since I cannot help myself,
the hope for success has been banished from me.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 6:10 Lit hidden

He wishes to die

Oh, that what I’ve requested would come
        and God grant my hope;
    that God be willing to crush me,
    release his hand and cut me off.
10 I’d still take comfort,
    relieved[a] even though in persistent pain;
        for I’ve not denied the words of the holy one.
11 What is my strength, that I should hope;
    my end, that my life should drag on?
12 Is my strength that of rocks,
    my flesh bronze?
13 I don’t have a helper for myself;
    success has been taken from me.

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Notas al pie

  1. Job 6:10 Heb uncertain