Job 16:11-17

New International Version

¹¹ God has turned me over to the ungodly
    and thrown me into the clutches of the wicked.^(A)
12 All was well with me, but he shattered me;
    he seized me by the neck and crushed me.^(B)
He has made me his target;^(C)
13     his archers surround me.^(D)
Without pity, he pierces^(E) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.
¹⁴ Again and again^(F) he bursts upon me;
    he rushes at me like a warrior.^(G)

¹⁵ “I have sewed sackcloth^(H) over my skin
    and buried my brow in the dust.^(I)
16 My face is red with weeping,^(J)
    dark shadows ring my eyes;^(K)
17 yet my hands have been free of violence^(L)
    and my prayer is pure.^(M)