“I wish my suffering could be weighed and my misery put on scales.
“My complaint is still bitter today. I groan because God’s heavy hand is on me.
then let God weigh me on honest scales. Then he will know I have done nothing wrong.
But now trouble comes to you, and you are discouraged; trouble hits you, and you are terrified.
Then Job answered:
No one else can know your sadness, and strangers cannot share your joy.