Job 30:9-15

9But now their sons sing songs that insult me. They tell jokes about me.

10They hate me and they do not come near me. When they see me, they spit at my face.

11God has made me weak and helpless. People do to me anything that they want to do.

12From one side, the crowd attacks me. They make me run away. They are like an army that builds a road to come and attack me.

13They stop me from escaping. They are ready to destroy me. They do not need anyone to help them.

14I cannot stop them when they attack me. They rush forward to knock me down.

15So I am always afraid. My honour has disappeared as if a strong wind has blown it away. My riches have also gone, like a cloud that passes across the sky.