Job 30:12-16

“On the right hand their mob arises; They push aside my feet and pile up their ways of destruction against me.

“They break up my path, They promote my destruction; No one restrains them.

“As through a wide gap they come, Amid the storm they roll on.

“Sudden terrors are turned upon me; They chase away my dignity like the wind, And my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.

“And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of misery have seized me.