Job 6:4
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 whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.5. Doth the wild ass bray when he hath grass? or loweth the ox over his fodder?
Job თავი 6