6Then Job answered:
2 O that my vexation were weighed,
and all my calamity laid in the balances!
3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea;
therefore my words have been rash.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty* are in me;
my spirit drinks their poison;
the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
8 O that I might have my request,
and that God would grant my desire;
9 that it would please God to crush me,
that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!
10 This would be my consolation;
I would even exult* in unrelenting pain;
for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.
11 What is my strength, that I should wait?
And what is my end, that I should be patient?
12 Is my strength the strength of stones,
or is my flesh bronze?
13 In truth I have no help in me,
and any resource is driven from me.
14 Those who withhold* kindness from a friend
forsake the fear of the Almighty.*
15 My companions are treacherous like a torrent-bed,
like freshets that pass away,
21 Such you have now become to me;*
you see my calamity, and are afraid.
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