Job 16:12-17

12“I was living quietly until he shattered me. He took me by the neck and broke me in pieces. Then he set me up as his target,

13and now his archers surround me. His arrows pierce me without mercy. The ground is wet with my blood.

14Again and again he smashes against me, charging at me like a warrior.

15I wear burlap to show my grief. My pride lies in the dust.

16My eyes are red with weeping; dark shadows circle my eyes.

17Yet I have done no wrong, and my prayer is pure.