CHAPTER 6
and my calamity laid with it in the scales,
Because of this I speak without restraint.
and my spirit drinks in their poison;
the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
Does the ox low over its fodder?
Is there flavor in the white of an egg?
they are like loathsome food to me.
and that God would grant what I long for:
that he would put forth his hand and cut me off!
and could exult through unremitting pain,
because I have not transgressed the commands of the Holy One.
and what is my limit that I should be patient?
or is my flesh of bronze?
and has my good sense deserted me?
though he has forsaken the fear of the Almighty.
as watercourses that run dry in the wadies;
and with snow heaped upon them,
in the heat, they disappear from their place.
they go into the wasteland and perish.
the companies of Sheba have hopes;
they come there and are frustrated.
you see a terrifying thing and are afraid.
make a bribe on my behalf from your possessions”?
redeem me from oppressors”?
make me understand how I have erred.
yet how unconvincing is your argument!
but the sayings of a desperate man as wind?
and would barter over your friend!
surely I will not lie to your face.
Think it over; I still am right.
or cannot my taste discern falsehood?
* [6:5–6] Job would not complain if his life were as pleasant to him as fodder to a hungry animal; but his life is as disagreeable as insipid food. White of an egg: thus the obscure Hebrew has been understood in Jewish tradition; some render it “mallow juice.”
* [6:19] Tema: in northwest Arabia. Sheba: home of the Sabeans; see note on 1:15.
* [6:21] It is only at this point that the previous lines (vv. 1–20) are clearly directed to the three friends. The style of replying in these chapters (3–31) is often indirect. Job and the friends become mouthpieces through which the author presents current views on divine retribution in dramatic fashion. In chap. 7, Job will not even speak directly to the friends.
Copyright 2019-2025 USCCB, please review our Privacy Policy