Job 6:2-4

Geneva(i) 2 Oh that my griefe were well weighed, and my miseries were layed together in the balance. 3 For it woulde be nowe heauier then the sande of the sea: therefore my wordes are swallowed vp. 4 For the arrowes of the Almightie are in me, the venime whereof doeth drinke vp my spirit, and the terrours of God fight against me.