Job 6:3-7

“For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; For that reason my words have been rash.

“For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks their poison; The terrors of God line up against me.

“Does the wild donkey bray over his grass, Or does the ox low over his feed?

“Can something tasteless be eaten without salt, Or is there any taste in the juice of an alkanet plant?

“My soul refuses to touch them; They are like loathsome food to me.