JOB 6
Job’s Friends Are No Help 6:1 Then Job answered, 2 “Oh that my grief were actually weighed And laid in the balances together with my calamity! 3 “For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; Therefore my words have been rash. 4 “For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, Their poison my spirit drinks; The terrors of God are arrayed against me. 5 “Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his fodder? 6 “Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the white of an egg? 7 “My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.New American Standard Bible Copyright © 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, 1995
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