Job 6:7-12 Holy Bible: Easy-To-Read Version (ETR)

7. I refuse to touch that kind of food; it makes me sick!

8. “I wish I could have what I ask for. I wish God would give me what I want.

9. I wish he would crush me— just go ahead and kill me!

10. Then I would be comforted by this one thing: Even through all this pain, I never refused to obey the commands of the Holy One.

11. “With my strength gone, I have no hope to go on living. With nothing to look forward to, why should I be patient?

12. I am not strong like a rock. My body is not made from bronze.

Job 6