Job 30:16-19

International Standard Version

¹⁶ “Now, my soul pours itself out;
    the time of my affliction has taken control of me.
¹⁷ The night racks my bones;
    and the pain that gnaws on me will not rest.
¹⁸ My clothes are disheveled by his forceful treatment of me;^[a]
    he restricts my movement like the collar of my cloak.