Job’s troubles give him no rest (Job 3:24-3:26)

“For my sighing comes as my bread.

My groanings are poured out like water.

Truly, the thing that I fear comes upon me.

What I dread befalls me.

I am not at ease.

I am not quiet.

I have no rest.

But trouble comes.”

His bread or sustenance is his own sighs. His water is his own groaning. Everything he dreads actually happens to him. He is not at ease. He is not quiet. He has no rest. All he has is trouble that keeps on coming. This is not a happy person. Job is severely depressed. His life is in a shambles. This is not the happy patient Job that folklore attributes to him.