1 Then Job replied:

2 “If only my anguish could be weighed

and all my misery be placed on the scales!

3 It would surely outweigh the sand of the seas—

no wonder my words have been impetuous.

1 But Job answered and said,

2 Oh that my grief were throughly weighed,

And my calamity laid in the balances together!

3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the sea:

Therefore my words are swallowed up.

1 Then Job spoke again:

2 “If my misery could be weighed

and my troubles be put on the scales,

3 they would outweigh all the sands of the sea.

That is why I spoke impulsively.

1 Then Job answered and said:

2 “Oh, that my grief were fully weighed,

And my calamity laid with it on the scales!

3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea—

Therefore my words have been rash.

1 Then Job answered:

2 “I wish my suffering could be weighed

and my misery put on scales.

3 My sadness would be heavier than the sand of the seas.

No wonder my words seem careless.

1 Then Job answered and said,

2 Oh that my vexation were but weighed,

And all my calamity laid in the balances!

3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas:

Therefore have my words been rash.

1 And Job answered and said, 2 Oh that my grief were thoroughly weighed, and all my calamity laid in the balances! 3 For now it would be heavier than the sand of the seas; therefore my words are vehement.

1 Then Job replied ⸤to his friends⸥, 

2 “If only my grief could be weighed, 

if only my misery could be laid on the scales with it, 

3 then they would be heavier than the sand of the seas. 

I spoke carelessly 

1 Then Job answered:

2 If only my grief could be weighed

and my devastation placed with it in the scales.

3 For then it would outweigh the sand of the seas!

That is why my words are rash.

1 Then Job answered:

2 “O that my vexation were weighed,

and all my calamity laid in the balances!

3 For then it would be heavier than the sand of the sea;

therefore my words have been rash.

1 Then Job answered and said,

2 “If only my vexation could be well weighed,

and my calamity could be lifted up together with it in the balances,

3 for then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas;

therefore my words have been rash,

1 Job replied,

2 “I wish my great pain could be weighed!

I wish all of my suffering could be weighed on scales!

3 I’m sure they would weigh more than the grains of sand on the seashore.

No wonder I’ve been so quick to speak!

1 Then Job answered,

2 “Oh that my grief were actually weighed

And laid in the balances together with my calamity!

3 “For then it would be heavier than the sand of the seas;

Therefore my words have been rash.