Job:6:8: Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Job:6:9: Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Job:6:10: Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
Job:6:11: What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
Job:6:12: Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Job:6:13: Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?
Job:6:14: To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.
Job:6:15: My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
Job:6:16: Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid:
Job:6:17: What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place.
Job:6:18: The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish.
Job:6:19: The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them.
Job:6:20: They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed.
Job:6:21: For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid.
Job:6:22: Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance?
Job:6:23: Or, Deliver me from the enemy’s hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty?
Job:6:24: Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
Job:6:25: How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove?
Job:6:26: Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind?
Job:6:27: Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend.
Job:6:28: Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie.
Job:6:29: Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it.
Job:6:30: Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things?
Job:7:1: Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
Job:7:2: As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
Job:7:3: So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
Job:7:4: When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
Job:7:5: My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
Job:7:6: My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
Job:7:7: O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
Job:7:8: The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.