King James Version
"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 6:10, King James Version
“And be it still my consolation, Yea, let me exult in pain that spareth not, That I have not denied the words of the Holy One. ”
“Be it still my consolation, yes, let me exult in pain that doesn't spare, that I have not denied the words of the Holy One.”
“Then I would yet have my comfort, then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain, for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.”
“And that this may be my comfort, that afflicting me with sorrow, he spare not, nor I contradict the words of the Holy one.”
“So I would still have comfort, and I would have joy in the pains of death, for I have not been false to the words of the Holy One.”
“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.”
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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.
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?
Is not my help in me? and is wisdom driven quite from me?