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·My sadness [L It] would be heavier than the sand of the seas.
    No wonder my words ·seem careless [blurt out; are wild/rash].
[L For] The arrows of ·the Almighty [L Shaddai] are in me;
    my spirit drinks in their poison;
    God’s terrors ·are gathered [are ranged; enter into battle] against me.
·A wild donkey does not bray when it has grass to eat [L Does not a wild donkey bray for grass?],
    ·and an ox is quiet when it has feed [L Does not an ox bellow for fodder?; C Job’s complaints are as natural as the sounds animals make when hungry].

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