Oh that my grief were throughly weighed, and my calamity laid in the balances together!
(Job 6:2)For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea: therefore my words are swallowed up.
(Job 6:3)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.
(Job 6:4)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?
(Job 6:6)The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.
(Job 6:7)Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!
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And the wild asses did stand in the high places, they snuffed up the wind like dragons; their eyes did fail, because there was no grass.
(Jeremías 14:6)How do the beasts groan! the herds of cattle are perplexed, because they have no pasture; yea, the flocks of sheep are made desolate.
(Joel 1:18)As the hart panteth after the water brooks, so panteth my soul after thee, O God.
(Salmos 42:1)He causeth the grass to grow for the cattle, and herb for the service of man: that he may bring forth food out of the earth;
(Salmos 104:14)