Job 6:9

⁷  The things that my soul refused to touch are as my sorrowful meat.

⁸  Oh that I might have my request; and that God would grant me the thing that I long for!

⁹  Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

¹⁰  Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.

¹¹  What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?