His anger1 burns against me; he counts me among his enemies.2
His troops advance in force;3 they build a siege ramp4 against me and encamp around my tent.5
"He has alienated my brothers6 from me; my acquaintances are completely estranged from me.7
My kinsmen have gone away; my friends8 have forgotten me.
My guests9 and my maidservants10 count me a stranger; they look upon me as an alien.
I summon my servant, but he does not answer, though I beg him with my own mouth.
My breath is offensive to my wife; I am loathsome11 to my own brothers.
Even the little boys12 scorn me; when I appear, they ridicule me.13
All my intimate friends14 detest me;15 those I love have turned against me.16
I am nothing but skin and bones;17 I have escaped with only the skin of my teeth.
"Have pity on me, my friends,18 have pity, for the hand of God has struck19 me.