Job 6:11

King James Version with Strong's Numbers

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

📖 Grammatical Analysis

Original Text

מַה־כֹּחִ֥י כִֽי־אֲיַחֵ֑ל וּמַה־קִּ֝צִּ֗י כִּֽי־אַאֲרִ֥יךְ נַפְשִֽׁי׃

Transliteration

mah-kōḥî kî-ʾăyaḥēl ûmah-qiṣṣî kî-ʾaʾărîk napšî

Grammar Details

• *mah-kōḥî*: interrogative + noun, masculine singular + 1st person singular suffix - what is my strength
• *kî-ʾăyaḥēl*: conjunction + Piel imperfect, 1st person singular - that I should hope/wait
• *ûmah-qiṣṣî*: conjunction + interrogative + noun, masculine singular + 1st person singular suffix - and what is my end
• *kî-ʾaʾărîk*: conjunction + Hiphil imperfect, 1st person singular - that I should prolong
• *napšî*: noun, feminine singular + 1st person singular suffix - my soul/life

Word Meanings

• *kōaḥ*: strength/power
• *yāḥal*: to wait/hope
• *qēṣ*: end/limit
• *ʾārak*: to be long/prolong/extend
• *nepeš*: soul/life/self

Referenced Verses

• Job 17:1 : 1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
• Ps 39:5 : 5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state{H8737)} is altogether vanity. Selah.
• Ps 102:23 : 23 He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
• Ps 103:14-16 : 14 For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust. 15 As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. 16 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
• Ps 90:5-9 : 5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood{H8804)}; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up{H8799)}. 6 In the morning it flourisheth{H8686)}, and groweth up{H8804)}; in the evening it is cut down{H8787)}, and withereth{H8804)}. 7 For we are consumed{H8804)} by thine anger, and by thy wrath are we troubled{H8738)}. 8 Thou hast set{H8804)} our iniquities before thee, our secret{H8803)} sins in the light of thy countenance. 9 For all our days are passed away{H8804)} in thy wrath: we spend{H8765)} our years as a tale that is told. 10 The days of our years are threescore years and ten; and if by reason of strength they be fourscore years, yet is their strength labour and sorrow; for it is soon cut off{H8804)}, and we fly away{H8799)}.
• Job 17:14-16 : 14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister. 15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it? 16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.
• Job 21:4 : 4 As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
• Job 7:5-7 : 5 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome. 6 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope. 7 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
• Job 10:20 : 20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
• Job 13:25 : 25 Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
• Job 13:28 : 28 And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten.