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Job 6

Brenton's English Septuagint · Berean Standard Bible

6:1

But Job answered and said,

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6:2

Oh that one would indeed weigh the wrath that is upon me, and take up my griefs in a balance together!

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And verily they would be heavier than the sand by the seashore: but, as it seems, my words are vain.

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For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.

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What then? will the wild ass bray for nothing, if he is not seeking food? or again, will the ox low at the manger, when he has fodder?

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Shall bread be eaten without salt? or again, is there taste in empty words?

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For my wrath cannot cease; for I perceive my food as the smell of a lion [to be] loathsome.

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For oh that he would grant [my desire], and my petition might come, and the Lord would grant my hope!

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Let the Lord begin and wound me, but let him not utterly destroy me.

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6:10

Let the grave be my city, upon the walls of which I have leaped: I will not shrink from it; for I have not denied the holy words of my God.

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6:11

For what is my strength, that I continue? what is my time, that my soul endures?

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Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

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Or have I not trusted in him? but help is [far] from me.

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Mercy has rejected me; and the visitation of the Lord has disregarded me.

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My nearest relations have not regarded me; they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.

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They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.

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When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.

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6:18

Thus I also have been deserted of all; and I am ruined, and become an outcast.

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6:19

Behold the ways of the Thæmanites, ye that mark the paths of the Sabæans.

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They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.

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6:21

But ye also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wound ye are afraid.

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6:22

What? have I made any demand of you? or do I ask for strength from you,

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to deliver me from enemies, or to rescue me from the hand of the mighty ones?

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Teach ye me, and I will be silent: if in anything I have erred, tell me.

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6:25

But as it seems, the words of a true man are vain, because I do not ask strength of you.

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Neither will your reproof cause me to cease my words, for neither will I endure the sound of your speech.

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6:27

Even because ye attack the fatherless, and insult your friend.

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But now, having looked upon your countenances, I will not lie.

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6:29

Sit down now, and let there not be unrighteousness; and unite again with the just.

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6:30

For there is no injustice in my tongue; and does not my throat meditate understanding?

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