| 章 | 
| 6:1 | 
                                 
                                    Then Job answered,
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:2 | 
                                 
                                    "Oh that my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my calamity!
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:3 | 
                                 
                                    "For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; Therefore my words have been rash.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:4 | 
                                 
                                    "For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, Their poison my spirit drinks; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:5 | 
                                 
                                    "Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his fodder?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:6 | 
                                 
                                    "Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:7 | 
                                 
                                    "My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:8 | 
                                 
                                    "Oh that my request might come to pass, And that God would grant my longing!
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:9 | 
                                 
                                    "Would that God were willing to crush me, That He would loose His hand and cut me off!
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:10 | 
                                 
                                    "But it is still my consolation, And I rejoice in unsparing pain, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:11 | 
                                 
                                    "What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should endure?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:12 | 
                                 
                                    "Is my strength the strength of stones, Or is my flesh bronze?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:13 | 
                                 
                                    "Is it that my help is not within me, And that deliverance is driven from me?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:14 | 
                                 
                                    "For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not forsake the fear of the Almighty.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:15 | 
                                 
                                    "My brothers have acted deceitfully like a wadi, Like the torrents of wadis which vanish,
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:16 | 
                                 
                                    Which are turbid because of ice And into which the snow melts.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:17 | 
                                 
                                    "When they become waterless, they are silent, When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:18 | 
                                 
                                    "The paths of their course wind along, They go up into nothing and perish.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:19 | 
                                 
                                    "The caravans of Tema looked, The travelers of Sheba hoped for them.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:20 | 
                                 
                                    "They were disappointed for they had trusted, They came there and were confounded.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:21 | 
                                 
                                    "Indeed, you have now become such, You see a terror and are afraid.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:22 | 
                                 
                                    "Have I said, 'Give me something,' Or, 'Offer a bribe for me from your wealth,'
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:23 | 
                                 
                                    Or, 'Deliver me from the hand of the adversary,' Or, 'Redeem me from the hand of the tyrants'?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:24 | 
                                 
                                    "Teach me, and I will be silent; And show me how I have erred.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:25 | 
                                 
                                    "How painful are honest words! But what does your argument prove?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:26 | 
                                 
                                    "Do you intend to reprove my words, When the words of one in despair belong to the wind?
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:27 | 
                                 
                                    "You would even cast lots for the orphans And barter over your friend.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:28 | 
                                 
                                    "Now please look at me, And see if I lie to your face.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:29 | 
                                 
                                    "Desist now, let there be no injustice; Even desist, my righteousness is yet in it.
                                 
                             | 
                        
| 6:30 | 
                                 
                                    "Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my palate discern calamities?
                                 
                             |