Job 30:15-17

Darby Translation

¹⁵ Terrors are turned against me; they pursue mine honour as the wind; and my welfare is passed away like a cloud.

¹⁶ And now my soul is poured out in me; days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

¹⁷ The night pierceth through my bones [and detacheth them] from me, and my gnawing pains take no rest: