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“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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Job Desires Death

“Who will grant my wish?[a]
    I wish God would grant what I’m hoping for:
that God would just be willing[b] to crush me;
    that he would let loose[c] 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[d] should I be patient?
12 Am I as strong as a rock?
    Am I some kind of iron man?[e]
13 There is no help within me, is there?
    My resources have been driven away from me, haven’t they?

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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:8 Or Oh, that I might have my request
  2. Job 6:9 Lit. pleased
  3. Job 6:9 Lit. loose his hand
  4. Job 6:11 Lit. And to what end
  5. Job 6:12 Lit. Is my flesh bronze?