Job 16:12-17

12I wasH1961 at rest, but he hath shattered me; he hath takenH270 me by the neckH6203 and shaken me to pieces, and setH6965 me up for his mark.

13His arrows encompass me roundH5437 about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spareH2550; he poureth out my gall upon the groundH776.

14He breaketh me with breachH6556 upon breachH6556; he runneth upon me like a mightyH1368 manH1368.

15I have sewedH8609 sackclothH8242 upon my skin, and rolled my hornH7161 in the dustH6083.

16My faceH6440 is red with weepingH1065, and on my eyelidsH6079 is the shadow of death;

17Although there is no violenceH2555 in my handsH3709, and my prayerH8605 is pureH2134.