| | 1 | But Job answered and said, | |
| | 2 | Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! | |
| | 3 | For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. | |
| | 4 | For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me. | |
| | 5 | Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder? | |
| | 6 | Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg? | |
| | 7 | The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat. | |
| | 8 | Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! | |
| | 9 | Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! | |
| | 10 | Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One. | |
| | 11 | What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life? | |
| | 12 | Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass? | |
| | 13 | Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me? | |
| | 14 | To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. | |
| | 15 | My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; | |
| | 16 | Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: | |
| | 17 | What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. | |
| | 18 | The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish. | |
| | 19 | The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them. | |
| | 20 | They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed. | |
| | 21 | For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid. | |
| | 22 | Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance? | |
| | 23 | Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty? | |
| | 24 | Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred. | |
| | 25 | How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove? | |
| | 26 | Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind? | |
| | 27 | Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend. | |
| | 28 | Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie. | |
| | 29 | Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it. | |
| | 30 | Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things? | |
