Job 30:17-21

“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.

“I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me; I stand up, and You turn Your attention against me.

“You have become cruel to me; With the strength of Your hand You persecute me.