Job 30:24-31

24YetH389 no oneH3808 stretches outH7971 his handH3027 against a ruined manH5856 whenH518 he cries for helpH7769 in his distressH6365.25Have I notH3808 weptH1058 for those in troubleH7186H3117? Has my soulH5315 not grievedH5701 for the needyH34?26But whenH3588 I hoped forH6960 goodH2896, evilH7451 cameH935; when I lookedH3176 for lightH216, darknessH652 fellH935.27I am churningH7570 withinH4578 and cannotH3808 restH1826; daysH3117 of afflictionH6040 confront meH6923.28I go aboutH1980 blackenedH6937, but notH3808 by the sunH2535. I stand upH6965 in the assemblyH6951 and cry for helpH7768.29I have becomeH1961 a brotherH251 of jackalsH8577,1 a companionH7453 of ostrichesH1323H3284.230My skinH5785 grows blackH7835 and peelsH4480H5921, and my bonesH6106 burnH2787 with feverH2721.31My harpH3658 is tunedH1961 to mourningH60 and my fluteH5748 to the soundH6963 of weepingH1058.