But Now They Have Me in Derision — Job 30:24–29

Howbeit doth not one stretch out the hand in his fall?
Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?

Did not I weep for him that was in trouble?
Was not my soul grieved for the needy?

When I looked for good, then evil came;
And when I waited for light, there came darkness.

My heart is troubled, and resteth not;
Days of affliction are come upon me.

I go mourning without the sun:
I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.

I am a brother to jackals,
And a companion to ostriches.