Job 6:2-4

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² “I wish my suffering could be weighed
    and all my trouble be put on the scales.
³ They would be heavier than all the sand of the sea!
    That is why my words are so crazy.
⁴ God All-Powerful has shot me with his arrows.
    My spirit feels their poison!
    God’s terrible weapons are lined up against me.