1. But Job answered and said,
2. Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
3. For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
4. For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.
5. Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
6. Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?