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¹ But Job answered and said,² Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!³ For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty [are] within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.⁵ Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?⁶ Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there [any] taste in the white of an egg?⁷ The things [that] my soul refused to touch [are] as my sorrowful food.

⁸ Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!⁹ Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!¹⁰ Then should I yet have comfort; yes, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.¹¹ What [is] my strength, that I should hope? and what [is] my end, that I should prolong my life?¹² [Is] my strength the strength of stones? or [is] my flesh of brass?¹³ [Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?

¹⁴ To him that is afflicted pity [should be shown] from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.¹⁵ My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, [and] as the stream of brooks they pass away;¹⁶ Which are blackish by reason of the ice, [and] in which the snow is hid:¹⁷ In the time when they become warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.¹⁸ The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.¹⁹ The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.²⁰ They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.²¹ For now ye are nothing: ye see [my] casting down, and are afraid.

²² Did I say, Bring to me? or Give a reward for me of your substance?²³ Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?²⁴ Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand in what I have erred.²⁵ How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?²⁶ Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, [which are] as wind?²⁷ Yes, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig [a pit] for your friend.²⁸ Now therefore be content, look upon me; for [it is] evident to you if I lie.²⁹ Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yes, return again, my righteousness [is] in it.³⁰ Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?