Job 16:7–18

7But now he hath made me weary:

Thou hast made desolate all my company.

8And thou hast laid fast hold on me, which is a witness against me:

And my leanness riseth up against me,

It testifieth to my face.

9He hath torn me in his wrath, and persecuted me;

He hath gnashed upon me with his teeth:

Mine adversary sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

10They have gaped upon me with their mouth;

They have smitten me upon the cheek reproachfully:

They gather themselves together against me.

11God delivereth me to the ungodly,

And casteth me into the hands of the wicked.

12I was at ease, and he brake me asunder;

Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces:

He hath also set me up for his mark.

13His archers compass me round about;

He cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare;

He poureth out my gall upon the ground.

14He breaketh me with breach upon breach;

He runneth upon me like a giant.

15I have sewed sackcloth upon my skin,

And have laid my horn in the dust.

16My face is red with weeping,

And on my eyelids is the shadow of death;

17Although there is no violence in my hands,

And my prayer is pure.

18O earth, cover not thou my blood,

And let my cry have no resting-place.