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Round One: Job’s Second Speech

Then Job responded:

If only my grief could be weighed,
and my devastation placed on the scales with it!
They would certainly weigh more than the sand of the sea!
No wonder my words have been rash.[a]
The arrows of the Almighty stick in me.
My spirit drinks in their poison.
The terrors of God are lined up against me.

Does the wild donkey bray when it has green grass?
Does the ox bellow when it is near its fodder?
Is tasteless food eaten without salt?
Is there flavor in the white of an egg?[b]
I absolutely refuse to touch it.
It is no better than sickening food.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:3 Or reckless
  2. Job 6:6 Another suggestion is that this term refers to the sap of some plant. In either case, the meaning remains the same: a tasteless, unappetizing substance.