Job 6:2-10

2Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighedH8254, and all my calamity laid in the balances!

3For nowH6258 it would be heavierH3513 than the sandH2344 of the seasH3220; thereforeH3651 my wordsH1697 are vehement.

4For the arrowsH2671 of the AlmightyH7706 are within me, their poison drinketh up my spiritH7307: the terrorsH1161 of 1GodH433 are arrayed against me.

5Doth the wildH6501 ass brayH5101 by the grassH1877? loweth an oxH7794 over his fodderH1098?

6Shall that which is insipid be eatenH398 without saltH4417? Is there any tasteH2940 in the white of an egg?

7What my soulH5315 refuseth to touchH5060, that is as my loathsome foodH3899.

8Oh that I might have my request, and that 2GodH433 would grant my desire!

9And that it would please 3GodH433 to crushH1792 me, that he would let loose his handH3027 and cutH1214 me off!

10Then should I yetH5750 have comfortH5165; and in the pain which spareth not I would rejoice that I have not denied the wordsH561 of the HolyH6918 OneH6918.