Job 19:7–20

⁷Though I cry out, ‘Violence!’ I get no response;

though I call for help, there is no justice.

⁸He has blocked my way so I cannot pass;

He has veiled my paths with darkness.

⁹He has stripped me of my honor

and removed the crown from my head.

¹⁰He tears me down on every side until I am gone;

He uproots my hope like a tree.

¹¹His anger burns against me,

and He counts me among His enemies.

¹²His troops advance together;

they construct a ramp against me

and encamp around my tent.

¹³He has removed my brothers from me;

my acquaintances have abandoned me.

¹⁴My kinsmen have failed me,

and my friends have forgotten me.

¹⁵My guests and maidservants count me as a stranger;

I am a foreigner in their sight.

¹⁶I call for my servant, but he does not answer,

though I implore him with my own mouth.

¹⁷My breath is repulsive to my wife,

and I am loathsome to my own family.

¹⁸Even little boys scorn me;

when I appear, they deride me.

¹⁹All my best friends despise me,

and those I love have turned against me.

²⁰My skin and flesh cling to my bones;

I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.