Job 30:27-31

International Children’s Bible

²⁷ I never stop being upset inside.
    Days of suffering are ahead of me.
²⁸ I have become black, but not by the sun.
    I stand up in public and cry for help.
²⁹ It is as if I have become a brother to wild dogs
    and a friend to ostriches.
³⁰ My skin becomes black and peels off.
    My body burns with fever.
³¹ My harp is tuned for singing a sad song.
    And my flute is tuned for the sound of loud crying.