Post by 1MAM4f…iohE

Then Job answered and said,

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas: Therefore have my words been rash.

Oh that my vexation were but weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!

My soul refuseth to touch `them'; They are as loathsome food to me.

Even that it would please God to crush me; That he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One.

Oh that I might have my request; And that God would grant `me' the thing that I long for!

Can that which hath no savor be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

To him that is ready to faint kindness `should be showed' from his friend; Even to him that forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.

Which are black by reason of the ice, `And' wherein the snow hideth itself:

Is it not that I have no help in me, And that wisdom is driven quite from me?

Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?

My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, As the channel of brooks that pass away;

What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is mine end, that I should be patient?

What time they wax warm, they vanish; When it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.

The caravans `that travel' by the way of them turn aside; They go up into the waste, and perish.

The caravans of Tema looked, The companies of Sheba waited for them.

For now ye are nothing; Ye see a terror, and are afraid.

Return, I pray you, let there be no injustice; Yea, return again, my cause is righteous.

Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern mischievous things?

Or, Deliver me from the adversary's hand? Or, Redeem me from the hand of the oppressors?

How forcible are words of uprightness! But your reproof, what doth it reprove?

Do ye think to reprove words, Seeing that the speeches of one that is desperate are as wind?

Teach me, and I will hold my peace; And cause me to understand wherein I have erred.

They were put to shame because they had hoped; They came thither, and were confounded.

Now therefore be pleased to look upon me; For surely I shall not lie to your face.

Yea, ye would cast `lots' upon the fatherless, And make merchandise of your friend.

Did I say, Give unto me? Or, Offer a present for me of your substance?