Job 30:24

²²  Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance.

²³  For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.

²⁴  Howbeit he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry in his destruction.

²⁵  Did not I weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?

²⁶  When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.