Job 30:17-27

New International Version

¹⁷ Night pierces my bones;
    my gnawing pains never rest.^(A)
18 In his great power^(B) God becomes like clothing to me^[a];
    he binds me like the neck of my garment.
¹⁹ He throws me into the mud,^(C)
    and I am reduced to dust and ashes.^(D)

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

²⁴ “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man^(N)
    when he cries for help in his distress.^(O)
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble?^(P)
    Has not my soul grieved for the poor?^(Q)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
    when I looked for light, then came darkness.^(R)
27 The churning inside me never stops;^(S)
    days of suffering confront me.^(T)