Oh that my grief were well weighed, and my miseries were laid together in the [a]balance!

For it would be now heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are [b]swallowed up.

For the arrows of the Almighty are in me, the venom whereof doth drink up my spirit, and the terrors of God [c]fight against me.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 6:2 To know whether I complain without just cause.
  2. Job 6:3 My grief is so great that I lack words to express it.
  3. Job 6:4 Which declareth that he was not only afflicted in body, but wounded in conscience, which is the greatest battle that the faithful can have.

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