61And Job answereth and saith: --+2O that my provocation were thoroughly weighed, And my calamity in balances They would lift up together!+3For now, than the sands of the sea it is heavier, Therefore my words have been rash.+4For arrows of the Mighty are with me, Whose poison is drinking up my spirit. Terrors of God array themselves for me!+5Brayeth a wild ass over tender grass? Loweth an ox over his provender?+6Eaten is an insipid thing without salt? Is there sense in the drivel of dreams?+7My soul is refusing to touch! They are as my sickening food.+8O that my request may come, That God may grant my hope!+9That God would please--and bruise me, Loose His hand and cut me off!+10And 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.+11What is my power that I should hope? And what mine end That I should prolong my life?+12Is my strength the strength of stones? Is my flesh brazen?+13Is not my help with me, And substance driven from me?+14To a despiser of his friends is shame, And the fear of the Mighty he forsaketh.+15My brethren have deceived as a brook, As a stream of brooks they pass away.+16That are black because of ice, By them doth snow hide itself.+17By the time they are warm they have been cut off, By its being hot they have been Extinguished from their place.+18Turn aside do the paths of their way, They ascend into emptiness, and are lost.+19Passengers of Tema looked expectingly, Travellers of Sheba hoped for them.+20They were ashamed that one hath trusted, They have come unto it and are confounded.+21Surely now ye have become the same! Ye see a downfall, and are afraid.+22Is it because I said, Give to me? And, By your power bribe for me?+23And, Deliver me from the hand of an adversary? And, From the hand of terrible ones ransom me?+24Shew me, and I--I keep silent, And what I have erred, let me understand.+25How powerful have been upright sayings, And what doth reproof from you reprove?+26For reproof--do you reckon words? And for wind--sayings of the desperate.+27Anger on the fatherless ye cause to fall, And are strange to your friend.+28And, now, please, look upon me, Even to your face do I lie?+29Turn back, I pray you, let it not be perverseness, Yea, turn back again--my righteousness is in it.+30Is there in my tongue perverseness? Discerneth not my palate desirable things?+
Young's Literal Translation
Young's Literal Translation (1898). Public domain.
This is an AI study aid, not our church speaking. It summarises how
different Christian teachers have read a passage. It doesn't tell you what
Clearspring believes. Please check anything important with a pastor.