Job 6:5 WBT

³  For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.

⁴  For the arrows of the Almighty [are] within me, the poison of which drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

⁵  Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?

⁶  Can that which is unsavory be eaten without salt? or is there [any] taste in the white of an egg?

⁷  The things [that] my soul refused to touch [are] as my sorrowful food.