Job 30:25-31

New International Version

²⁵ Have I not wept for those in trouble?^(A)
    Has not my soul grieved for the poor?^(B)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
    when I looked for light, then came darkness.^(C)
27 The churning inside me never stops;^(D)
    days of suffering confront me.^(E)
28 I go about blackened,^(F) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.^(G)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,^(H)
    a companion of owls.^(I)
30 My skin grows black^(J) and peels;^(K)
    my body burns with fever.^(L)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,^(M)
    and my pipe^(N) to the sound of wailing.