Job 19:20-22

Douay-Rheims 1899 American Edition

²⁰ The flesh being consumed. My bone hath cleaved to my skin, and nothing but lips are left about my teeth.

²¹ Have pity on me, have pity on me, at least you my friends, because the hand of the Lord hath touched me.

²² Why do you persecute me as God, and glut yourselves with my flesh?