Job 30:24-31

24Indeed, no prayer [availeth] when he stretcheth out [his] hand: though they cry when he destroyeth. 25Did not I weep for him whose days were hard? was not my soul grieved for the needy? 26For I expected good, and there came evil; and I waited for light, but there came darkness. 27My bowels well up, and rest not; days of affliction have confronted me. 28I go about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand up, I cry in the congregation. 29I am become a brother to jackals, and a companion of ostriches. 30My skin is become black [and falleth] off me, and my bones are parched with heat. 31My harp also is [turned] to mourning, and my pipe into the voice of weepers.