Job 6:7
“The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.”
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?
The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
Cross-References
“For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.”
“For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.”
“For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,”
“Son of man, eat thy bread with quaking, and drink thy water with trembling and with carefulness;”
“And say, Thus saith the king, Put this fellow in the prison, and feed him with bread of affliction and with water of affliction, until I come in peace.”