Oh that weighing my indignation were weighed, and my ruin lifted in the balances together!
Even today my complaint is bitter; my hand is heavy over my groaning.
let me be weighed in just scales, and that God may know my integrity.
But now it has come upon you, and you faint. It touches you, and you are troubled.
And Job answered and said:
The heart knows the bitterness of its soul, and a stranger does not share in its joy.