“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

“Oh, that I might have my request,
    that God would grant my desire.
I wish he would crush me.
    I wish he would reach out his hand and kill me.
10 At least I can take comfort in this:
    Despite the pain,
    I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 But I don’t have the strength to endure.
    I have nothing to live for.
12 Do I have the strength of a stone?
    Is my body made of bronze?
13 No, I am utterly helpless,
    without any chance of success.

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