Job 3

An Brotes Stelle tritt bei mir das Seufzen; als Wasser strömt mir Klage zu.

Pues antes que mi pan viene mi suspiro; y mis gemidos corren como aguas.

For my sighing cometh before I eat, and my roarings are poured out like the waters.

For my sighing comes before I eat. My groanings are poured out like water.