sf_leeser_rev1 Job:6-7

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:1 @ Then answered Job, and said,

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:2 @ Oh that my vexation could be truly weighed, and my calamity; oh that men might lift it up in the balances at once!

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:3 @ For now it is already heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore are my words confused.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:4 @ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof my spirit drinketh it: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:5 @ Doth the wild ass bray over the grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:6 @ Is ever tasteless food eaten without salt? or is there any flavor in the white of an egg?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:7 @ My soul refuseth to touch them: they are unto me like disgusting food.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:8 @ Oh that some one would grant the accomplishment of my request; and that God would grant me the fulfillment of my hope!

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:9 @ Yea, that it would please God that he might crush me: that he would let loose his hand, and make an end of me!

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:10 @ Then would this be still my comfort; yea, I would rejoice in my pain while be would not spare: that I have not gainsaid the commands of the Holy One.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:11 @ What is my strength, that I should wait? and what my end, that I should yet longer retain my patience?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:12 @ Is the strength of stones my strength? or is my flesh brazen?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:13 @ Truly, am I not without my help in me? and is not wise counsel driven far away from me?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:14 @ As though I were one who refuseth kindness to his friend, and forsaketh the fear of the Almighty:

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:15 @ My brothers are treacherous as a brook, like flowing brooks they pass along;

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:16 @ Which are made turbid by reason of the ice, wherein the snow hideth itself;

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:17 @ At the time when they feel the warmth, they vanish; when it is hot, they are quenched out of their place.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:18 @ The paths of their course wind themselves along; they go in the wilderness and are lost.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:19 @ The caravans of Thema look hither, the travelling companies Sheba hope for them;

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:20 @ But they stand ashamed because they had trusted; they come thither and are made to blush.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:21 @ For truly now ye are like such a one: ye see my terrible state and are afraid.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:22 @ Have I then ever said, Give me something, and out of your property offer a bribe in my behalf?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:23 @ And deliver me from the hand of the adversary? and redeem from the hand of tyrants?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:24 @ Teach me, and I will indeed remain silent; and wherein I erred give me to understand.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:25 @ How pleasant are straightforward words! but what doth arguing prove?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:26 @ Do ye think to reprove words, and as wind the speeches of one that is despairing?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:27 @ Yea, ye would cast any thing upon the fatherless, and ye would dig a pit against your friend.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:28 @ But now, if it please you, turn yourselves toward me, and whether I would lie before your face.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:29 @ Reflect again, I pray you, there will be no wrong: yea, reflect once more, my righteousness therein.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:6:30 @ Is there any wrong on my tongue? or should my palate not understand what is iniquitous?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:1 @ Is there not a limited time of service to a mortal upon the earth? Are not his days also like the days of a hired laborer?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:2 @ As a servant eagerly longeth for the shadow, and as a hired laborer hopeth for his reward:

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:3 @ So was I compelled to possess months of vanity, and nights of trouble were counted out unto me.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:4 @ When I He down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am wearied with tossings about till the dawn of day.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:5 @ My flesh is covered with worms and clods of dust: my skin is burst open, and become loathsome.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:6 @ My days hasten away more swiftly than a weavers shuttle, and they come to an end in the absence of hope.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:7 @ Oh remember that nothing but a breath is my life; that my eye will not again see happiness;

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:8 @ The eye of him that seeth me now will not behold me again: thy eyes upon me, and I am no more.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:9 @ As the cloud vanisheth and passeth away: so will he that goeth down to the nether world not come up again.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:10 @ He will return no more to his house, and his place will not recognize him any more.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:11 @ Therefore will I also not restrain my mouth: I will speak in the anguish of my spirit: I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:12 @ Am I a sea, or a monster, that thou settest a watch over me?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:13 @ For should I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall help me bear my complaint:

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:14 @ Then wouldst thou frighten me with dreams, and with visions wouldst thou terrify me;

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:15 @ So that my soul would choose strangling, death rather than these limbs of mine.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:16 @ I loathe it; I cannot live for ever: let me alone; for my days are but nought.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:17 @ What is the mortal, that thou shouldst make him great? and that thou shouldst direct thy heart toward him?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:18 @ And that thou shouldst visit him every morning, probe him every moment?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:19 @ How long wilt thou not turn thy regard from me, nor let; me loose till I swallow down my spittle?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:20 @ If I have sinned, what can I cause unto thee, O thou Guardian of men? why hast thou set me as an object for thee to strike at, so that I am become a burden to myself?

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:7:21 @ And why wilt thou not forgive my transgression, and let my iniquity pass away? for soon must I lie down in the dust; and thou wilt seek for me, but I shall be no more.

sf_leeser_rev1@Job:8:1 @ Then answered Bildad the Shuchite, and said,

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