Job 30:17-20 AMP
My bones are pierced [with aching] in the night season,
And the pains that gnaw me take no rest.
By the great force [of my disease] my garment (skin) is disfigured and blemished;
It binds about me [choking me] like the collar of my coat.
God has cast me into the mire [a swampland of crisis],
And I have become [worthless] like dust and ashes.
I cry to You for help, [Lord,] but You do not answer me;
I stand up, but You [only] gaze [indifferently] at me.