Job 30:16-19

New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition

¹⁶ “And now my soul is poured out within me;
    days of affliction have taken hold of me.^(A)
17 The night racks my bones,
    and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
¹⁸ With violence he seizes my garment;^[a]
    he grasps me by^[b] the collar of my tunic.
¹⁹ He has cast me into the mire,
    and I have become like dust and ashes.^(B)