Job 19:17-21

My breath is strange to my wife, though I intreated for the children's {sake} of mine own body. {mine...: Heb. my belly} Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spake against me. {young...: or, the wicked} All my inward friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved are turned against me. {my...: Heb. the men of my secret} My bone cleaveth to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth. {and to: or, as to} Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.