Job 19:18-22

“Even young children despise me; I stand up and they speak against me.

“All my associates loathe me, And those I love have turned against me.

“My bone clings to my skin and my flesh, And I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.

“Pity me, pity me, you friends of mine, For the hand of God has struck me.

“Why do you persecute me as God does, And are not satisfied with my flesh? Job Says My Redeemer Lives