Discover other uplifting verses from job chapter 6.
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
Job 6:3For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Job 6:4Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Job 6:5The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
Job 6:7Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Job 6:8Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Job 6:9