“Oh, that my request might come to pass,
And that God would grant my hope!
Oh, that God would (A)decide to crush me,
That He would let loose His hand and cut me off!
10 But it is still my comfort,
And I rejoice in unsparing pain,
That I (B)have not [a]denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait?
And what is my end, that I should [b](C)endure?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones,
Or is my flesh bronze?
13 Is it that my (D)help is not within me,
And that a (E)good outcome is driven away from me?

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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:10 Lit hidden
  2. Job 6:11 Lit prolong my soul

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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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:10 Heb uncertain