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Job Chapter 6 | Parsha:

1Then Job said in reply:

2If my anguish were weighed,
My full calamity laid on the scales,

3It would be heavier than the sand of the sea;
That is why I spoke recklessly.

4For the arrows of the Almighty are in me;
My spirit absorbs their poison;
God’s terrors are arrayed against me.

5Does a wild ass bray when he has grass?
Does a bull bellow over his fodder?

6Can what is tasteless be eaten without salt?
Does mallow juice have any flavor?

7I refuse to touch them;
They are like food when I am sick.

8Would that my request were granted,
That God gave me what I wished for;

9Would that God consented to crush me,
Loosed His hand and cut me off.

10Then this would be my consolation,
As I writhed in unsparing pains:
That I did not suppress my words against the Holy One.

11What strength have I, that I should endure?
How long have I to live, that I should be patient?

12Is my strength the strength of rock?
Is my flesh bronze?

13Truly, I cannot help myself;
I have been deprived of resourcefulness.

14A friend owes loyalty to one who fails,
Though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty;

15My comrades are fickle, like a wadi,
Like a bed on which streams once ran.

16They are dark with ice;
Snow obscures them;

17But when they thaw, they vanish;
In the heat, they disappear where they are.

18Their course twists and turns;
They run into the desert and perish.

19Caravans from Tema look to them;
Processions from Sheba count on them.

20They are disappointed in their hopes;
When they reach the place, they stand aghast.

21So you are as nothing:
At the sight of misfortune, you take fright.

22Did I say to you, “I need your gift;
Pay a bribe for me out of your wealth;

23Deliver me from the clutches of my enemy;
Redeem me from violent men”?

24Teach me; I shall be silent;
Tell me where I am wrong.

25How trenchant honest words are;
But what sort of reproof comes from you?

26Do you devise words of reproof,
But count a hopeless man’s words as wind?

27You would even cast lots over an orphan,
Or barter away your friend.

28Now be so good as to face me;
I will not lie to your face.

29Relent! Let there not be injustice;
Relent! I am still in the right.

30Is injustice on my tongue?
Can my palate not discern evil?

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