26But when I hoped for good, evil came;
when I looked for light, darkness fell.
27I am churning within and cannot rest;
days of affliction confront me.
28I go about blackened, but not by the sun.
I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29I have become a brother of jackals,
a companion of ostriches.
30My skin grows black and peels,
and my bones burn with fever.
31My harp is tuned to mourning
and my flute to the sound of weeping.
— Job 30:26-31