But Jobansweredand said, Oh thatmy griefwere throughly weighed, and my calamitylaidin the balancestogether! Fornowit would be heavierthan the sandof the sea: thereforemy wordsare swallowed up. Forthe arrowsof the Almighty are withinme, the poisonwhereofdrinketh upmy spirit: the terrorsof Goddo set themselves in array againstme. Doth the wild assbraywhen he hath grass? orloweththe oxoverhis fodder? Can that which is unsavorybe eatenwithoutsalt? oris there any tastein the whiteof an egg? The things that my soulrefusedto touch are as my sorrowfulmeat. Oh thatI mighthavemy request; and that Godwould grant me the thing that I long for! Even that it would pleaseGodto destroyme; that he would let loosehis hand, and cut me off! Then should I yethavecomfort; yea, I would hardenmyself in sorrow: let him notspare; forI have notconcealedthe wordsof the Holy One. What is my strength, thatI should hope? and what is mine end, thatI should prolongmy life? Is my strengththe strengthof stones? or is my fleshof brass? Is notmy helpin me? and is wisdomdrivenquite fromme? To him that is afflictedpity should be showed from his friend; but he forsakeththe fearof the Almighty. My brethrenhave dealt deceitfullyasa brook, and as the streamof brooksthey pass away; Which are blackishby reason ofthe ice, and whereinthe snowis hid: What timethey wax warm, they vanish: when it is hot, they are consumedout of their place. The pathsof their wayare turned aside; they goto nothing, and perish. The troopsof Temalooked, the companiesof Shebawaitedforthem. They were confoundedbecausethey had hoped; they camethither, and were ashamed. Fornowye arenothing; ye see my casting down, and are afraid. DidI say, Bringunto me? or, Give a rewardforme of your substance? Or, Deliverme from the enemy's hand? or, Redeemme from the handof the mighty? Teachme, and Iwill hold my tongue: and cause me to understandwhereinI have erred. Howforcibleare rightwords! but whatdoth your arguingreprove? Do ye imagineto reprovewords, and the speechesof one that is desperate, which are as wind? Yea, ye overwhelmthe fatherless, and ye dig a pit foryour friend. Nowtherefore be content, lookupon me; for it is evident untoyou ifI lie. Return, I pray you, let it notbeiniquity; yea, returnagain, my righteousness is in it. Is thereiniquityin my tongue? cannotmy tastediscernperverse things?