The night pierces my bones on me, and my gnawing pain does not lie down.
And Satan went out from before the face of Jehovah. And he struck Job with bad erupting boils from the sole of his foot to the top of his head.
My skin is blackened on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
When I lie down, I say, When shall I rise up? But the night is long, and I am full of tossings, until the twilight of dawn.
O my God, I cry by day, but You do not answer; and in the night, and there is no silence to Me.
I leveled my soul until morning. Like a lion, so He shatters all my bones. From day until night You make an end of me.
I heard, and my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the sound. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled within myself that I might rest for the day of distress; to come up against the peoples, he cuts him off.