New American Standard Bible (NASB)
Job 30
16 "And now my soul is poured out within me; Days of affliction have seized me.
17 "At night it pierces my bones within me, And my gnawing pains take no rest.
18 "By a great force my garment is distorted; It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19 "He has cast me into the mire, And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 "I cry out to You for help, but You do not answer me; I stand up, and You turn Your attention against me.
21 "You have become cruel to me; With the might of Your hand You persecute me.
22 "You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride; And You dissolve me in a storm.
23 "For I know that You will bring me to death And to the house of meeting for all living.
24 "Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand, Or in his disaster therefore cry out for help?
25 "Have I not wept for the one whose life is hard? Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
26 "When I expected good, then evil came; When I waited for light, then darkness came.