Job 16:13-22

13 and shoots arrows at me from every side - arrows that pierce and wound me; and even then he shows no pity.
14 He wounds me again and again; he attacks like a soldier gone mad with hate.
15 I mourn and wear clothes made of sackcloth, and I sit here in the dust defeated.
16 I have cried until my face is red, and my eyes are swollen and circled with shadows,
17 but I am not guilty of any violence, and my prayer to God is sincere.
18 O Earth, don't hide the wrongs done to me! Don't let my call for justice be silenced!
19 There is someone in heaven 1 to stand up for me and take my side.
20 My friends scorn me; my eyes pour out tears to God.
21 I want someone to plead with God for me, as one pleads for a friend.
22 My years are passing now, and I walk the road of no return.