Job 6 ©
1 Job sheweth that his complaints are not causeless: 8 he wisheth for death, wherein he is assured of comfort: 14 he reproveth his friends of unkindness.
Doth the wild ass bray 3when he hath egrass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Oh that I might have gmy request; and that God would grant me 4the thing that I long for!
Then should iI yet have comfort; yea, 5I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I jhave not concealed the words of kthe Holy One.
mIs my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh 6of brass?
My brethren have rdealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:
What time they wax warm, 8they vanish: 9when it is hot, they are 10consumed out of their place.
The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
Or, yDeliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?