1. Job responded and said:
2. “If only my grief could be weighed and my calamity placed on the scales.
3. For it outweighs the sands of the sea; that is why my words have been rash.
4. For the arrows of Shaddai are in me, my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors line up against me.
5. Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass or an ox bellow over his fodder?
6. Is something bland eaten without salt, is there taste in the white of an egg?
7. My soul refuses to touch them; they are like sickening food to me.