15 My female slaves consider me to be a stranger.I am like a foreigner to them.
16 I call my slave, but he doesn’t answer, though I beg him.
17 My breath offends my wife.I stink to my own children.
18 Even young children despise me.If I stand up, they make fun of me.
19 All my closest friends are disgusted with me.Those I love have turned against me.
20 I am skin and bones,and I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.
21 “Have pity on me, my friends!Have pity on me because God’s hand has struck me down.