strkjv@Job:6:2
@ Oh
that
my
grief
were
throughly
weighed
, and my
calamity
laid
in the
balances
together
!
strkjv@Job:6:3
@ For now it would be
heavier
than the
sand
of the
sea
: therefore my
words
are swallowed
up
.
strkjv@Job:6:4
@ 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.
strkjv@Job:6:5
@ Doth the wild
ass
bray
when he hath
grass
? or
loweth
the
ox
over his
fodder
?
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