My bones are pierced in me in the night; and my gnawings never lie down.
And Satan went forth from the presence of Jehovah and struck Job with sore boils from the sole of his foot to the top of his head.
My skin is black on me, and my bones are burned with heat.
When I lie down, I say, When shall I rise? But the night is long, and I am full of tossing to and fro until the dawning of the day.
O my God, I cry in the daytime, but You do not answer; and in the night, and am not silent.
I place Him before me until morning, that, as a lion, so He breaks all my bones; from day even until night You make an end of me.
I heard and my belly trembled; my lips quivered at the voice. Rottenness entered into my bones, and I trembled in myself that I might rest in the day of trouble; to come up against the people; he cuts him off.