16 I call to my servant, but he gives me no answer;I must plead with him with my mouth for mercy.
17 My breath is strange to my wife,and I am a stench to the children of my own mother.
18 Even young children despise me;when I rise they talk against me.
19 All my intimate friends abhor me,and those whom I loved have turned against me.
20 My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh,and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21 Have mercy on me, have mercy on me, O you my friends,for the hand of God has touched me!
22 Why do you, like God, pursue me?Why are you not satisfied with my flesh?