Job 6:1-7

Lexham English Bible

² “If only my vexation could be well weighed,
and my calamity could be lifted up together with it in the balances,
³ for then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas;
therefore my words have been rash,
⁴ for the arrows of Shaddai are in me;
my spirit drinks their poison;
the terrors of God are arrayed against me.
⁵ Does the wild ass bray over grass,
or the ox bellow over its fodder?
⁶ Can tasteless food be eaten without^[b] salt,
or is there taste in the white of a marshmallow plant?
⁷ I refused^[c] to touch them;
they are like food that will make me ill.^[d]