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| wayya‘an ’iyyôḇ wayyō’mar | Job 6:1 But Job answered and said, |
| lû šāqôl yiššāqēl ka‘əśî wəhawwāṯî bəmō’zənayim yiśə’û-yāḥaḏ | Job 6:2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together! |
| kî-‘attāh mēḥôl yammîm yiḵəbāḏ ‘al-kēn dəḇāray lā‘û | Job 6:3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up. |
| kî ḥiṣṣê šadday ‘immāḏî ’ăšer ḥămāṯām šōṯāh rûḥî bi‘ûṯê ’ĕlôhha ya‘arəḵûnî | Job 6:4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me. |
| hăyinəhaq-pere’ ‘ălê-ḏeše’ ’im yig̱ə‘eh-ššôr ‘al-bəlîlô | Job 6:5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder? |
| hăyē’āḵēl tāp̱ēl mibbəlî-melaḥ ’im-yeš-ṭa‘am bərîr ḥallāmûṯ | Job 6:6 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg? |
| mē’ănāh linəgôa‘ nap̱əšî hēmmāh kiḏəwê laḥəmî | Job 6:7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat. |
| mî-yittēn tāḇô’ še’ĕlāṯî wəṯiqəwāṯî yittēn ’ĕlôhha | Job 6:8 Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for! |
| wəyō’ēl ’ĕlôhha wîḏakkə’ēnî yattēr yāḏô wîḇaṣṣə‘ēnî | Job 6:9 Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off! |
| ûṯəhî ‘ôḏ neḥāmāṯî wa’ăsalləḏāh ḇəḥîlāh lō’ yaḥəmôl kî-lō’ ḵiḥaḏətî ’imərê qāḏôš | 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. |
| mah-kōḥî ḵî-’ăyaḥēl ûmah-qqiṣṣî kî-’a’ărîḵ nap̱əšî | Job 6:11 What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life? |
| ’im-kōaḥ ’ăḇānîm kōḥî ’im-bəśārî nāḥûš | Job 6:12 Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass? |
| ha’im ’ên ‘ezərāṯî ḇî wəṯušiyyāh niddəḥāh mimmennî | Job 6:13 Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me? |
| lammās mērē‘ēhû ḥāseḏ wəyirə’aṯ šadday ya‘ăzôḇ | Job 6:14 To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty. |
| ’aḥay bāg̱əḏû ḵəmô-nāḥal ka’ăp̱îq nəḥālîm ya‘ăḇōrû | Job 6:15 My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away; |
| haqqōḏərîm minnî-qāraḥ ‘ālêmô yiṯə‘allem-šāleg̱ | Job 6:16 Which are blackish by reason of the ice, and wherein the snow is hid: |
| bə‘ēṯ yəzōrəḇû niṣəmāṯû bəḥummô niḏə‘ăḵû mimməqômām | Job 6:17 What time they wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumed out of their place. |
| yillāp̱əṯû ’ārəḥôṯ darəkām ya‘ălû ḇattōhû wəyō’ḇēḏû | Job 6:18 The paths of their way are turned aside; they go to nothing, and perish. |
| hibbîṭû ’ārəḥôṯ tēmā’ hălîḵōṯ šəḇā’ qiwwû-lāmô | Job 6:19 The troops of Tema looked, the companies of Sheba waited for them. |
| bōšû kî-ḇāṭāḥ bā’û ‘āḏeyhā wayyeḥəpārû | Job 6:20 They were confounded because they had hoped; they came thither, and were ashamed. |
| kî-‘attāh hĕyîṯem lô tirə’û ḥăṯaṯ wattîrā’û | Job 6:21 For now ye are nothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid. |
| hăḵî-’āmarətî hāḇû lî ûmikkōḥăḵem šiḥăḏû ḇa‘ăḏî | Job 6:22 Did I say, Bring unto me? or, Give a reward for me of your substance? |
| ûmalləṭûnî miyyaḏ-ṣār ûmiyyaḏ ‘ārîṣîm tip̱ədûnî | Job 6:23 Or, Deliver me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem me from the hand of the mighty? |
| hôrûnî wa’ănî ’aḥărîš ûmah-ššāg̱îṯî hāḇînû lî | Job 6:24 Teach me, and I will hold my tongue: and cause me to understand wherein I have erred. |
| mah-nnimərəṣû ’imərê-yōšer ûmah-yyôḵîaḥ hôḵēaḥ mikkem | Job 6:25 How forcible are right words! but what doth your arguing reprove? |
| haləhôḵaḥ millîm taḥəšōḇû ûlərûaḥ ’imərê nō’āš | Job 6:26 Do ye imagine to reprove words, and the speeches of one that is desperate, which are as wind? |
| ’ap̱-‘al-yāṯôm tappîlû wəṯiḵərû ‘al-rê‘ăḵem | Job 6:27 Yea, ye overwhelm the fatherless, and ye dig a pit for your friend. |
| wə‘attāh hô’îlû p̱ənû-ḇî wə‘al-pənêḵem ’im-’ăḵazzēḇ | Job 6:28 Now therefore be content, look upon me; for it is evident unto you if I lie. |
| šuḇû-nā’ ’al-təhî ‘awəlāh wəšûḇû ‘ôḏ ṣiḏəqî-ḇāhh | Job 6:29 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again, my righteousness is in it. |
| hăyēš-biləšônî ‘awəlāh ’im-ḥikkî lō’-yāḇîn hawwôṯ | Job 6:30 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern perverse things? |