Job 6:1-8

English Standard Version

² “Oh that my vexation were weighed,
    and all my calamity laid in the balances!
³ For then it would be heavier than ^(A)the sand of the sea;
    therefore my words have been rash.
⁴ For ^(B)the arrows of the Almighty are in me;
    my spirit drinks their poison;
    the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
⁵ Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass,
    or the ox low over his fodder?
⁶ Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt,
    or is there any taste in the juice of the mallow?^[a]
7 My appetite refuses to touch them;
    they are as food that is loathsome to me.^[b]

⁸ “Oh that I might have my request,
    and that God would fulfill my hope,