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But Job answered and said,

Oh that my grief were throughly weighed,
and my calamity laid in the balances together!
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea:
therefore my words are swallowed up.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,
the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit:
the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass?
or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt?
or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
The things that my soul refused to touch
are as my sorrowful meat.

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But Job answered and said:

“Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!

For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words are swallowed up.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me; the poison thereof drinketh up my spirit; the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? Or loweth the ox over his fodder?

Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? Or is there any taste in the white of an egg?

The things that my soul refused to touch are as my distressing meat.

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