| 章 |
| 6:1 |
And Job answereth and saith: --
|
| 6:2 |
O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!
|
| 6:3 |
For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.
|
| 6:4 |
For arrows of the Mighty [are] with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves [for] me!
|
| 6:5 |
Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?
|
| 6:6 |
Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?
|
| 6:7 |
My soul is refusing to touch! They [are] as my sickening food.
|
| 6:8 |
O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!
|
| 6:9 |
That God would please -- and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!
|
| 6:10 |
And yet it is my comfort, (And I exult in pain -- He doth not spare,) That I have not hidden The sayings of the Holy One.
|
| 6:11 |
What [is] my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?
|
| 6:12 |
Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?
|
| 6:13 |
Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?
|
| 6:14 |
To a despiser of his friends [is] shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsaketh.
|
| 6:15 |
My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.
|
| 6:16 |
That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.
|
| 6:17 |
By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.
|
| 6:18 |
Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.
|
| 6:19 |
Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.
|
| 6:20 |
They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.
|
| 6:21 |
Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.
|
| 6:22 |
Is it because I said, Give to me? And, By your power bribe for me?
|
| 6:23 |
And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary? And, From the hand of terrible ones ransom me?
|
| 6:24 |
Shew me, and I -- I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand.
|
| 6:25 |
How powerful have been upright sayings, And what doth reproof from you reprove?
|
| 6:26 |
For reproof -- do you reckon words? And for wind -- sayings of the desperate.
|
| 6:27 |
Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend.
|
| 6:28 |
And, now, please, look upon me, Even to your face do I lie?
|
| 6:29 |
Turn back, I pray you, let it not be perverseness, Yea, turn back again -- my righteousness [is] in it.
|
| 6:30 |
Is there in my tongue perverseness? Discerneth not my palate desirable things?
|
