Job 6:9 - Robertson's Book Notes (NT)

Job 6:9

7 My soul refuses to touch them;
They are as loathsome food to me.

8 “Oh, that I might have my request,
That God would grant me the thing that I long for!

9 That it would please God to crush me,
That He would loose His hand and ^acut me off!

10 Then I would still have comfort;
Though in anguish I would exult,
He will not spare;
For ^aI have not concealed the words of ^bthe Holy One.

11 “What strength do I have, that I should hope?
And what is my end, that I should prolong my life?

12 Is my strength the strength of stones?
Or is my flesh bronze?

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