Job 30:16-23

English Standard Version

¹⁶ “And now my soul is ^(A)poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.
^17 (B)The night ^(C)racks my bones,
    and the pain that ^(D)gnaws me takes no rest.
¹⁸ With great force my garment is ^(E)disfigured;
    it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
¹⁹ God^[a] has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like ^(F)dust and ashes.
²⁰ I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;
    I stand, and you only look at me.
²¹ You have ^(G)turned cruel to me;
    with the might of your hand you ^(H)persecute me.
^22 (I)You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,
    and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
^23 (J)For I know that you will bring me to death
    and to the house appointed for ^(K)all living.