Job 6:4
“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.”
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.
Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Can that which is unsavoury be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the white of an egg?
Related Verses
“His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.”
“The Spirit of God hath made me, and the breath of the Almighty hath given me life.”
“Know now that God hath overthrown me, and hath compassed me with his net.”
“Is not this thy fear, thy confidence, thy hope, and the uprightness of thy ways?”
“To him that is afflicted pity should be shewed from his friend; but he forsaketh the fear of the Almighty.”