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Job 6:1-7

Job 6:1-7 CSB

Then Job answered: If only my grief could be weighed and my devastation  placed with it on the scales.  For then it would outweigh the sand of the seas! That is why my words are rash. Surely the arrows of the Almighty have pierced   me; my spirit drinks their poison. God’s terrors are arrayed against me.  Does a wild donkey bray over fresh grass or an ox low over its fodder? Is bland food eaten without salt? Is there flavor in an egg white?  I refuse to touch them; they are like contaminated food. 

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