1.      Job's Deep Anguish    6:1-13

Job 6:1 But Job answered and said,

Job 6:2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!

Job 6:3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.

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.

Job 6:5 Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

Job 6:6 Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

Job 6:7 The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.

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?