3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea-- Therefore my words have been rash.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; My spirit drinks in their poison; The terrors of God are arrayed against me.
5 Does the wild donkey bray when it has grass, Or does the ox low over its fodder?
6 Can flavorless food be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
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 cut me off!
10 Then I would still have comfort; Though in anguish, I would exult, He will not spare; For I have not concealed the words of the 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?
13 Is my help not within me? And is success driven from me?
14 "To him who is afflicted, kindness should be shown by his friend, Even though he forsakes the fear of the Almighty.
15 My brothers have dealt deceitfully like a brook, Like the streams of the brooks that pass away,
16 Which are dark because of the ice, And into which the snow vanishes.
17 When it is warm, they cease to flow; When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
18 The paths of their way turn aside, They go nowhere and perish.
19 The caravans of Tema look, The travelers of Sheba hope for them.
20 They are disappointed because they were confident; They come there and are confused.
21 For now you are nothing, You see terror and are afraid.
22 Did I ever say, 'Bring something to me'? Or, 'Offer a bribe for me from your wealth'?
23 Or, 'Deliver me from the enemy's hand'? Or, 'Redeem me from the hand of oppressors'?
24 "Teach me, and I will hold my tongue; Cause me to understand wherein I have erred.
25 How forceful are right words! But what does your arguing prove?
26 Do you intend to rebuke my words, And the speeches of a desperate one, which are as wind?
27 Yes, you overwhelm the fatherless, And you undermine your friend.
28 Now therefore, be pleased to look at me; For I would never lie to your face.
29 Yield now, let there be no injustice! Yes, concede, my righteousness still stands!
30 Is there injustice on my tongue? Cannot my taste discern the unsavory?

La Biblia de las Américas (Español) BLA

Job 6:3 Porque pesarían ahora más que la arena de los mares: por eso mis palabras han sido precipitadas.

English Standard Version ESV

Job 6:3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash.

La Biblia del Jubileo 2000 JBS

Job 6:3 Porque mi tormento pesaría más que la arena del mar; y por tanto mis palabras son tragadas

King James Version KJV

Job 6:3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.

Nueva Traducción Viviente NTV

Job 6:3 pesarían más que toda la arena del mar.
Por eso hablé impulsivamente.

Nueva Versión Internacional NVI

Job 6:3 ¡De seguro pesarían más que la arena de los mares!¡Por algo mis palabras son tan impetuosas!

La Biblia Reina-Valera (Español) RVR

Job 6:3 Porque pesaría aquél más que la arena del mar: Y por tanto mis palabras son cortadas.

Sagradas Escrituras (1569) (Español) SEV

Job 6:3 Porque mi tormento pesaría más que la arena del mar; y por tanto mis palabras son cortadas.

Herramientas de Estudio para Job 6:3-30