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“If only my grief could be weighed;
    or my calamity piled together on a balance scale!
It would weigh more than the sand on the seashore![a]
    Here’s why I’ve talked so rashly:

“The arrows of the Almighty have pierced me;
    my spirit absorbs[b] their poison;[c]
        God’s terrors have been arranged just for me!

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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:3 Lit. sea
  2. Job 6:4 Lit. drinks
  3. Job 6:4 Lit. heat

“If only my anguish could be weighed
    and all my misery be placed on the scales!(A)
It would surely outweigh the sand(B) of the seas—
    no wonder my words have been impetuous.(C)
The arrows(D) of the Almighty(E) are in me,(F)
    my spirit drinks(G) in their poison;(H)
    God’s terrors(I) are marshaled against me.(J)

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