Job 6:2
“Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!”
But Job answered and said,
Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
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.
Cross-References
“Count not thine handmaid for a daughter of Belial: for out of the abundance of my complaint and grief have I spoken hitherto.”
“While he was yet speaking, there came also another, and said, Thy sons and thy daughters were eating and drinking wine in their eldest brother’s house:”
“Because it shut not up the doors of my mother’s womb, nor hid sorrow from mine eyes.”
“But now it is come upon thee, and thou faintest; it toucheth thee, and thou art troubled.”
“Let me be weighed in an even balance, that God may know mine integrity.”