Job 30:24-28

“Yet does one in a heap of ruins not reach out with his hand, Or in his disaster does he not cry out for help?

“Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was my soul not grieved for the needy?

“When I expected good, evil came; When I waited for light, darkness came.

“I am seething within and cannot rest; Days of misery confront me.

“I go about mourning without comfort; I stand up in the assembly and cry out for help.