Job 6:3
But because it is heavier than the sand of the sea, that is why my words have been wild.
But because it is heavier than the sand of the sea, that is why my words have been wild.
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1Job Replies to Eliphaz Then Job responded:
2“Oh, if only my grief could be weighed, and my misfortune laid on the scales too!
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; my spirit drinks their poison; God’s sudden terrors are arrayed against me.
24For my sighing comes in place of my food, and my groanings flow forth like water.
25For the very thing I dreaded has happened to me, and what I feared has come upon me.
7I have refused to touch such things; they are like loathsome food to me.
8A Cry for Death“Oh that my request would be realized, and that God would grant me what I long for!
9And that God would be willing to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
10Then I would yet have my comfort, then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
11What is my strength, that I should wait? and what is my end, that I should prolong my life?
6He has made me reside in deepest darkness like those who died long ago.
7ג(Gimel) He has walled me in so that I cannot get out; he has weighted me down with heavy prison chains.
23Job’s Assurance of Vindication“O that my words were written down, O that they were written on a scroll,
16Job’s Despondency“And now my soul pours itself out within me; days of suffering take hold of me.
20Should he be informed that I want to speak? If a man speaks, surely he will be swallowed up!
4My strength leaves me; I am absolutely shocked.
6Abandonment by God and Man“But if I speak, my pain is not relieved, and if I refrain from speaking– how much of it goes away?
7Surely now he has worn me out, you have devastated my entire household.
6know then that God has wronged me and encircled me with his net.
19He has flung me into the mud, and I have come to resemble dust and ashes.
13Is not my power to help myself nothing, and has not every resource been driven from me?
2“Even today my complaint is still bitter; his hand is heavy despite my groaning.
16ו(Vav) He ground my teeth in gravel; he trampled me in the dust.
17I am deprived of peace; I have forgotten what happiness is.
18So I said,“My endurance has expired; I have lost all hope of deliverance from the LORD.”
4For my sins overwhelm me; like a heavy load, they are too much for me to bear.
11He has obstructed my paths and torn me to pieces; he has made me desolate.
11Job Remonstrates with God“Therefore, I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I the sea, or the creature of the deep, that you must put me under guard?
18He does not allow me to recover my breath, for he fills me with bitterness.
23For the calamity from God was a terror to me, and by reason of his majesty I was powerless.
19Who will contend with me? If anyone can, I will be silent and die.
3You threw me into the deep waters, into the middle of the sea; the ocean current engulfed me; all the mighty waves you sent swept over me.
36Surely I would wear it proudly on my shoulder, I would bind it on me like a crown;
6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
9He has blocked every road I take with a wall of hewn stones; he has made every path impassable.
53They shut me up in a pit and threw stones at me.
54The waters closed over my head; I thought I was about to die.
18For I am full of words, and the spirit within me constrains me.
13מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
9Its measure is longer than the earth, and broader than the sea.
2“How long will you torment me and crush me with your words?
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
11My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.
15The roof of my mouth is as dry as a piece of pottery; my tongue sticks to my gums. You set me in the dust of death.
6I am exhausted as I groan; all night long I drench my bed in tears; my tears saturate the cushion beneath me.
20Are not my days few? Cease, then, and leave me alone, that I may find a little comfort,
12For innumerable dangers surround me. My sins overtake me so I am unable to see; they outnumber the hairs of my head so my strength fails me.
13his archers surround me. Without pity he pierces my kidneys and pours out my gall on the ground.
11why it is so dark you cannot see, and why a flood of water covers you.