Job 30:24-31

24“But God doesn’t stretch out his hand against one who is ruined when that person calls for help in his disaster.

25Didn’t I cry for the person whose days were difficult? Didn’t my soul grieve for the poor?

26When I waited for good, evil came. When I looked for light, darkness came.

27My insides are churning and won’t calm down. Days of misery are ahead of me.

28I walk in the dark without the sun. I stand up in public and call for help.

29I’m a brother to jackals and a companion of ostriches.

30My skin turns dark and peels. My body burns with fever.

31So my lyre is used for mourning and my flute for loud weeping.