World English Bible
"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."
— Job 6:10, World English Bible
“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.”
“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. ”
“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.”
My soul refuses to touch them. They are as loathsome food to me.
"Oh that I might have my request, that God would grant the thing that I long for,
even that it would please God to crush me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
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.
What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?
Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?
Isn't it that I have no help in me, That wisdom is driven quite from me?