1. Job responded:
2. Oh, that my grief were actually weighed,all of it were lifted up in scales;
3. for now it’s heavier than the sands of the sea;therefore, my words are rash.
4. The Almighty’s arrows are in me;my spirit drinks their poison,and God’s terrors are arrayed against me.
5. Does a donkey bray over grassor an ox bellow over its fodder?
6. Is tasteless food eaten without salt,or does egg white have taste?
7. I refuse to touch them;they resemble food for the sick.
8. Oh, that what I’ve requested would comeand God grant my hope;
9. that God be willing to crush me,release his hand and cut me off.
10. I’d still take comfort,relieved even though in persistent pain;for I’ve not denied the words of the holy one.
11. What is my strength, that I should hope;my end, that my life should drag on?
12. Is my strength that of rocks,my flesh bronze?
13. I don’t have a helper for myself;success has been taken from me.
14. Are friends loyal to the one who despairs,or do they stop fearing the Almighty?
15. My companions are treacherous like a stream in the desert,like channels that overrun their streambeds,
16. like those darkened by thawing ice,in which snow is obscured
17. but that stop flowing in dry timesand vanish from their channels in heat.