1 But Job answered:
2 “Oh, that my grief were fully weighed,and my calamity laid with it on the scales!
3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea;therefore my words are stuck in my throat.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are withinme;my spirit drinks in their poison;the terrors of God are arrayed againstme.
5 Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass?Or the ox bellow over his fodder?