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.”
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?
Related Verses
“Though I speak, my grief is not asswaged: and though I forbear, what am I eased?”
“If I say, I will forget my complaint, I will leave off my heaviness, and comfort myself:”
“Suffer me a little, and I will shew thee that I have yet to speak on God’s behalf.”
“I will say unto God, Do not condemn me; shew me wherefore thou contendest with me.”
“But I would strengthen you with my mouth, and the moving of my lips should asswage your grief.”