Job 30:15-19

“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.

“At night it pierces my bones within me, And my gnawing pains do not rest.

“By a great force my garment is distorted; It ties me up like the collar of my coat.

“He has thrown me into the mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.