Job 30:27-31

New International Version

²⁷The churning inside me never stops;^(A)
    days of suffering confront me.^(B)
²⁸I go about blackened,^(C) but not by the sun;
    I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.^(D)
²⁹I have become a brother of jackals,^(E)
    a companion of owls.^(F)
³⁰My skin grows black^(G) and peels;^(H)
    my body burns with fever.^(I)
³¹My lyre is tuned to mourning,^(J)
    and my pipe^(K) to the sound of wailing.

Read full chapter

Job 30:27-31

New King James Version

²⁷^[a]My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest;
Days of affliction confront me.
²⁸^(A)I go about mourning, but not in the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.
²⁹^(B)I am a brother of jackals,
And a companion of ostriches.
³⁰^(C)My skin grows black and falls from me;
^(D)My bones burn with fever.
³¹My harp is turned to mourning,
And my flute to the voice of those who weep.