Job 6:1-14

Then Job answered and said, “Oh, that my grief could actually be weighed And placed in the balances together with my tragedy [to see if my grief is the grief of a coward]! “For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; Therefore my words have been incoherent, Because the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God are arrayed against me. “Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder? “Can something that has no taste to it be eaten without salt? Or is there any flavor in the white of an egg? “My soul refuses to touch them; Such things are like loathsome food to me [sickening and repugnant]. ¶“Oh that my request would come to pass, And that God would grant me the thing that I long for! “I wish that it would please God to crush me, That He would let loose His hand and cut me off. “Then I would still have consolation, And I would jump for joy amid unsparing pain, That I have not denied or hidden the words of the Holy One. “What strength do I have left, that I should wait [and hope]? And what is ahead of me, that I should be patient and endure? “Is my strength and endurance that of stones, Or is my flesh made of bronze? “Is it that I have no help within myself, And that success and wisdom have been driven from me? ¶“For the despairing man there should be kindness from his friend; So that he does not abandon (turn away from) the fear of the Almighty.