en_cjb - Job 6 - Ozzuu Bible

¹ Iyov responded:

² “I wish my frustration could be weighed, all my calamities laid on the scales!

³ They would outweigh the sands of the seas! No wonder, then, that my words come out stammered!

⁴ For the arrows of Shaddai find their mark in me, and my spirit is drinking in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

⁵ “Does a wild donkey bray when it has grass? Does an ox low when it has fodder?

⁶ Can food without flavor be eaten without salt? Do egg whites have any taste?

⁷ I refuse to touch them; such food makes me sick.

⁸ “If only I could have my wish granted, and God would give me what I’m hoping for —

⁹ that God would decide to crush me, that he would let his hand loose and cut me off!

¹⁰ Then I would feel consoled; so that even in the face of unending pain, I would be able to rejoice; for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

¹¹ “Have I enough strength to go on waiting? What end can I expect, that I should be patient?

¹² Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh made of bronze?

¹³ Clearly, I have no help in myself; common sense has been driven from me.

¹⁴ “A friend should be kind to an unhappy man, even to one who abandons Shaddai.

¹⁵ But my brothers are as deceptive as vadis, as vadi streams that soon run dry;

¹⁶ they may turn dark with ice and be hidden by piled-up snow;

¹⁷ but as the weather warms up, they vanish; when it’s hot, they disappear.

¹⁸ Their courses turn this way and that; they go up into the confusing waste and are lost.

¹⁹ The caravans from Tema look for them, the travelers from Sh’va hope to find them;

²⁰ but they are disappointed, because they were confident; on arrival there, they are frustrated.

²¹ “For now, you have become like that — just seeing my calamity makes you afraid.

²² Did I say to you, ‘Give me something,’ or, ‘From your wealth, offer a bribe on my behalf,’

²³ or, ‘Save me from the enemy’s grip,’ or, ‘Redeem me from the clutches of oppressors’?

²⁴ “Teach me, and I will be silent. Make me understand how I am at fault.

²⁵ Honest words are forceful indeed, but what do your arguments prove?

²⁶ Do you think [your own] words constitute argument, while the speech of a desperate man is merely wind?

²⁷ I suppose you would even throw dice for an orphan or barter away your friend!

²⁸ “So now, I beg you, look at me! Would I lie to your face?

²⁹ Think it over, please; don’t let wrong be done. Think it over again: my cause is just.

³⁰ Am I saying something wrong? Can’t I recognize trouble when I taste it?