15 Those that dwell in my house and my maids have counted me for a stranger; I was an alien in their sight.
16 I called my slave, and he gave me no answer; I intreated him with my mouth.
17 My spirit came to be strange to my wife, although I intreated her for the sons of my own body.
18 Even the young children despised me; as I arose, they spoke against me.
19 All my intimate friends abhorred me; and those whom I loved are turned against me.
20 My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21 Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.