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?
6 Can food that is tasteless be eaten without salt?Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
7 I have refused to touch such things;they are like loathsome food to me.
8 “Oh that my request would be realized, and that God would grant me what I long for!
9 And that God would be willing to crush me,that he would let loose his hand and kill me.
10 Then I would yet have my comfort,then I would rejoice, in spite of pitiless pain,for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.