Job 30:14

¹²  Upon my right hand rise the youth; they push away my feet, and they raise up against me the ways of their destruction.

¹³  They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper.

¹⁴  They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me.

¹⁵  Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

¹⁶  And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.