"1Oh that my grief were actuallyweighed And laid in the balancestogether with my calamity !
"For then it would be 2heavierthan the sand of the seas ; Therefore my words have beenrash.
"For the 3arrows of the Almighty are within me, bTheir 4poison my spiritdrinks ; The 5terrors of God are arrayed against me.
"Does the 6wilddonkeybrayover his grass, Or does the oxlowover his fodder ?
"Can somethingtasteless be eatenwithoutsalt, Or is thereanytaste in the cwhite of an egg ?
"My soul7refuses to touch them; They are like loathsomefood to me.