I am repulsive to my wife, loathsome to the sons of my own mother.
My breath is strange to my wife, Though I intreated for the children's sake of mine own body.
I am repulsive to my wife and loathsome to the children of my own mother.
My breath is strange to my wife, And my supplication to the children of mine own mother.
My breath stinks to my wife; I am odious to my children.
My wife has shuddered at my breath, and I have begged the sons of my loins.
My wife hath abhorred my breath, and I entreated the children of my womb.
My spirit is broken, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.
I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer; I must beseech him with my mouth.
Even young children despise me; when I rise they talk against me.