[Sidenote:  Job 4:17-19]
Can mortal man be righteous before God? 
Can a man be pure before his maker? 
Behold, he trusteth not in his own servants,
And his angels he chargeth with error;
How much more the dwellers in clay houses,
Whose foundation is laid in the dust?

[Sidenote:  Job 5:17-22, 26, 27]
Happy is the man whom God correcteth,
Therefore reject not the chastening of the Almighty. 
For he causeth pain and bindeth up;
He woundeth and his hands heal. 
He will deliver you out of six troubles,
Yea, in seven, no evil shall touch you,
In famine he will redeem you from death,
And in war from the power of the sword. 
You shall be hid from the scourge of the tongue;
You shall not be afraid of destruction when it comes. 
At destruction and want you shall laugh,
And you need not fear the beasts of the earth. 
You shall come to your grave in a ripe old age,
As a sheaf garnered in its season. 
Lo this, we have searched out, so it is;
Hear it and know it yourself.

[Sidenote:  Job 6:1-4b] Then Job answered and said: 

Oh, that my bitterness were weighed,
All my calamity laid in the scales! 
Then would it be heavier than the sand of the seas;
For this reason my words are rash. 
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,
Their poison my spirit drinks up.
[Sidenote:  Job 6:8-10]
Oh that I might have my request,
And that God would grant that for which I long: 
Even that it would please God to crush me,
And that he would let loose his hand and cut me off! 
Then this would be my consolation,
I would exult in pain that spares not.

[Sidenote:  Job 6:11-13]
What strength have I still to endure? 
And what is mine end that I should be patient? 
Is my strength the strength of stones? 
Or is my body made of brass? 
Behold there is no help in me,
And wisdom is driven quite from me.

[Sidenote:  Job 6:14, 15, 20-23]
Kindness from his friend is due to one in despair,
Even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty. 
My brothers have been as deceptive as a brook,
As the channel of brooks that disappear. 
For now you are nothing,
You see a terror and are afraid. 
Did I say, ‘Give to me?’
Or, ‘Offer a present to me of your wealth?’
Or, ‘Deliver me from a foeman’s hand?’
Or, ‘Redeem me from the oppressor’s power?’

[Sidenote:  Job 6:24-39]
Teach me and I will hold my peace,
And make plain to me wherein I have erred. 
How agreeable are upright words! 
But what does a reproof from you reprove? 
Do you think to reprove mere words,
When the speeches of the desperate are as wind? 
You fall upon a blameless man,
And you make merchandise of your friend. 
Now therefore be pleased to look upon me;
For surely I will not lie to you. 
Turn ere you let injustice be done,
Yea, turn again, my cause is righteous. 
Is there injustice on my tongue? 
Can not my taste discern what is evil?