Job 6:6 WBT

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.

⁸  Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant [me] the thing that I long for!