Job 30:14-31

New International Version

¹⁴ They advance as through a gaping breach;^(A)
    amid the ruins they come rolling in.
¹⁵ Terrors^(B) overwhelm me;^(C)
    my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
    my safety vanishes like a cloud.^(D)

¹⁶ “And now my life ebbs away;^(E)
    days of suffering grip me.^(F)
17 Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.^(G)
18 In his great power^(H) God becomes like clothing to me^[a];
    he binds me like the neck of my garment.
¹⁹ He throws me into the mud,^(I)
    and I am reduced to dust and ashes.^(J)

²⁰ “I cry out to you,^(K) God, but you do not answer;^(L)
    I stand up, but you merely look at me.
²¹ You turn on me ruthlessly;^(M)
    with the might of your hand^(N) you attack me.^(O)
22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;^(P)
    you toss me about in the storm.^(Q)
23 I know you will bring me down to death,^(R)
    to the place appointed for all the living.^(S)

²⁴ “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man^(T)
    when he cries for help in his distress.^(U)
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble?^(V)
    Has not my soul grieved for the poor?^(W)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
    when I looked for light, then came darkness.^(X)
27 The churning inside me never stops;^(Y)
    days of suffering confront me.^(Z)
28 I go about blackened,^(AA) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.^(AB)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,^(AC)
    a companion of owls.^(AD)
30 My skin grows black^(AE) and peels;^(AF)
    my body burns with fever.^(AG)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,^(AH)
    and my pipe^(AI) to the sound of wailing.