1 Then Job responded:
2 “Oh, if only my grief could be weighed, and my misfortune laid on the scales too!
3 But because it is heavier than the sand of the sea,that is why my words have been wild.
4 For the arrows of the Almighty are within me;my spirit drinks their poison;God’s sudden terrors are arrayed against me.
5 “Does the wild donkey bray when it is near grass?Or does the ox low near its fodder?