Job 6:2-4
New International Reader's Version
2 “I wish my great pain could be weighed!
I wish all my suffering could be weighed on scales!
3 I’m sure it would weigh more than the grains of sand on the seashore.
No wonder I’ve been so quick to speak!
4 The Mighty One has shot me with his arrows.
I have to drink their poison.
God’s terrors are aimed at me.
Job 6:2-4
New International Version
2 “If only my anguish could be weighed
and all my misery be placed on the scales!(A)
3 It would surely outweigh the sand(B) of the seas—
no wonder my words have been impetuous.(C)
4 The arrows(D) of the Almighty(E) are in me,(F)
my spirit drinks(G) in their poison;(H)
God’s terrors(I) are marshaled against me.(J)
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