Le Livre de Job

Chapître 6

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But Job answered⁴ and said,⁴

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Oh that my grief were throughly² weighed,¹¹ and my calamity ¹⁹⁶² laid⁴ in the balances together!

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For now it would be heavier⁴ than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.¹

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For the arrows of the Almighty [are] within me, the poison whereof drinketh⁶ up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array⁴ against me.

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Doth the wild ass bray⁴ when he hath grass? or loweth⁴ the ox over his fodder?

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Can that which is unsavoury be eaten¹¹ without salt? or is there [any] taste in the white of an egg?

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The things [that] my soul refused¹⁴ to touch² [are] as my sorrowful meat.

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Oh that⁴ I might have⁴ my request; and that God would grant⁴ [me] the thing that I long for!

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Even that it would please⁵⁵ God to destroy¹⁷ me; that he would let loose⁵⁵ his hand, and cut me off!¹⁷

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Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden¹⁷ myself in sorrow: let him not spare;⁴ for I have not concealed¹⁴ the words of the Holy One.

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What [is] my strength, that I should hope?¹⁷ and what [is] mine end, that I should prolong⁵⁵ my life?

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[Is] my strength the strength of stones? or [is] my flesh of brass?

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[Is] not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite⁸ from me?

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To him that is afflicted pity [should be shewed] from his friend; but he forsaketh⁴ the fear of the Almighty.

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My brethren have dealt deceitfully¹ as a brook, [and] as the stream of brooks they pass away;⁴

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Which are blackish⁶ by reason of the ice, [and] wherein the snow is hid:¹⁰¹

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What time they wax warm,²⁹ they vanish:⁸ when it is hot, they are consumed⁸ out of their place.

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The paths of their way are turned aside;¹¹ they go⁴ to nothing, and perish.⁴

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The troops of Tema looked,⁵² the companies of Sheba waited¹⁴ for them.

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They were confounded¹ because they had hoped;¹ they came¹ thither, and were ashamed.⁴

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For now ye are nothing; ye see⁴ [my] casting down, and are afraid.⁴

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Did I say,¹ Bring³ unto me? or, Give a reward³ for me of your substance?

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Or, Deliver¹⁶ me from the enemy's hand? or, Redeem⁴ me from the hand of the mighty?

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 Teach⁵⁴ me, and I will hold my tongue:⁵⁵ and cause me to understand⁵⁴ wherein I have erred.¹

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How forcible⁸ are right words! but what doth your arguing⁵³ reprove?⁵⁵

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Do ye imagine⁴ to reprove⁵³ words, and the speeches of one that is desperate,¹² [which are] as wind?

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Yea, ye overwhelm⁵⁵ the fatherless, and ye dig⁴ [a pit] for your friend.

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Now therefore be content,⁵⁴ look³ upon me; for [it is] evident unto you if I lie.¹⁷

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 Return,³ I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return³ again, my righteousness [is] in it.

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Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern⁴ perverse things?