Job 6:2-10

2"Oh that my vexation were weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances!

3For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea; therefore my words have been rash.

4For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

5Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass, or the ox low over his fodder?

6Can that which is tasteless be eaten without salt, or is there any taste in the juice of the mallow?

7My appetite refuses to touch them; they are as food that is loathsome to me.

8"Oh that I might have my request, and that God would fulfill my hope,

9that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand and cut me off!

10This would be my comfort; I would even exult in pain unsparing, for I have not denied the words of the Holy One.