Job 30:17-31

17 At night my bones all ache; the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18 God seizes me by my collar and twists my clothes out of shape.
19 He throws me down in the mud; I am no better than dirt.
20 I call to you, O God, but you never answer; and when I pray, you pay no attention.
21 You are treating me cruelly; you persecute me with all your power.
22 You let the wind blow me away; you toss me about in a raging storm.
23 I know you are taking me off to my death, to the fate in store for everyone.
24 Why do you attack a ruined man, one who can do nothing but beg for pity?
25 Didn't I weep with people in trouble and feel sorry for those in need?
26 I hoped for happiness and light, but trouble and darkness came instead.
27 I am torn apart by worry and pain; I have had day after day of suffering.
28 I go about in gloom, without any sunshine; I stand up in public and plead for help.
29 My voice is as sad and lonely as the cries of a jackal or an ostrich.
30 My skin has turned dark; I am burning with fever.
31 Where once I heard joyful music, now I hear only mourning and weeping.
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