^{2 Ref} "Oh that my anguish were weighed, And all my calamity laid in the balances!

^{3 Ref} For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas, Therefore have my words been rash.

^{4 Ref} For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, My spirit drinks up their poison. The terrors of God set themselves in array against me.

^{5 Ref} Does the wild donkey bray when he has grass? Or does the ox low over his fodder?