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| 6:1 | 
                                 
                                    Then Job replied:
                                 
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| 6:2 | 
                                 
                                    "If only my anguish could be weighed and all my misery be placed on the scales!
                                 
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| 6:3 | 
                                 
                                    It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas-- no wonder my words have been impetuous.
                                 
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| 6:4 | 
                                 
                                    The arrows of the Almighty are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God's terrors are marshaled against me.
                                 
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| 6:5 | 
                                 
                                    Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass, or an ox bellow when it has fodder?
                                 
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| 6:6 | 
                                 
                                    Is tasteless food eaten without salt, or is there flavor in the white of an egg?
                                 
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| 6:7 | 
                                 
                                    I refuse to touch it; such food makes me ill.
                                 
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| 6:8 | 
                                 
                                    "Oh, that I might have my request, that God would grant what I hope for,
                                 
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| 6:9 | 
                                 
                                    that God would be willing to crush me, to let loose his hand and cut me off!
                                 
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| 6:10 | 
                                 
                                    Then I would still have this consolation-- my joy in unrelenting pain-- that I had not denied the words of the Holy One.
                                 
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| 6:11 | 
                                 
                                    "What strength do I have, that I should still hope? What prospects, that I should be patient?
                                 
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| 6:12 | 
                                 
                                    Do I have the strength of stone? Is my flesh bronze?
                                 
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| 6:13 | 
                                 
                                    Do I have any power to help myself, now that success has been driven from me?
                                 
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| 6:14 | 
                                 
                                    "A despairing man should have the devotion of his friends, even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
                                 
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| 6:15 | 
                                 
                                    But my brothers are as undependable as intermittent streams, as the streams that overflow
                                 
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| 6:16 | 
                                 
                                    when darkened by thawing ice and swollen with melting snow,
                                 
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| 6:17 | 
                                 
                                    but that cease to flow in the dry season, and in the heat vanish from their channels.
                                 
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| 6:18 | 
                                 
                                    Caravans turn aside from their routes; they go up into the wasteland and perish.
                                 
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| 6:19 | 
                                 
                                    The caravans of Tema look for water, the traveling merchants of Sheba look in hope.
                                 
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| 6:20 | 
                                 
                                    They are distressed, because they had been confident; they arrive there, only to be disappointed.
                                 
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| 6:21 | 
                                 
                                    Now you too have proved to be of no help; you see something dreadful and are afraid.
                                 
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| 6:22 | 
                                 
                                    Have I ever said, `Give something on my behalf, pay a ransom for me from your wealth,
                                 
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| 6:23 | 
                                 
                                    deliver me from the hand of the enemy, ransom me from the clutches of the ruthless'?
                                 
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| 6:24 | 
                                 
                                    "Teach me, and I will be quiet; show me where I have been wrong.
                                 
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| 6:25 | 
                                 
                                    How painful are honest words! But what do your arguments prove?
                                 
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| 6:26 | 
                                 
                                    Do you mean to correct what I say, and treat the words of a despairing man as wind?
                                 
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| 6:27 | 
                                 
                                    You would even cast lots for the fatherless and barter away your friend.
                                 
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| 6:28 | 
                                 
                                    "But now be so kind as to look at me. Would I lie to your face?
                                 
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| 6:29 | 
                                 
                                    Relent, do not be unjust; reconsider, for my integrity is at stake.
                                 
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| 6:30 | 
                                 
                                    Is there any wickedness on my lips? Can my mouth not discern malice?
                                 
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