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1 But Iob aunswered, and sayde: 2 O that my complaynt were truely wayed, and my punishment layde in the balaunces together: 3 For nowe it woulde be heauier then the sande of the sea: and this is the cause, that my wordes fayle me. 4 For the arrowes of the almightie are vpon me, the poyson therof hath drunke vp my spirite, and the terrible feares of God are set against me. 5 Doth the wild asse rore when he hath grasse? or loweth the oxe when he hath fodder inough 6 That which is vnsauerie, shall it be eaten without salt? or is there any taste in the whyte of an egge? 7 The thinges that sometime I might not away withel, are nowe my meate for very sorowe. 8 O that I might haue my desire, and that God woulde graunt me the thing that I long for: 9 O that God would begin and smite me, that he would let his hand go and take me cleane away: Job 6:1-9, Bishops' Bible of 1568. Public domain.
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