Job 30:14 YLT

¹²  On the right hand doth a brood arise, My feet they have cast away, And they raise up against me, Their paths of calamity.

¹³  They have broken down my path, By my calamity they profit, 'He hath no helper.'

¹⁴  As a wide breach they come, Under the desolation have rolled themselves.

¹⁵  He hath turned against me terrors, It pursueth as the wind mine abundance, And as a thick cloud, Hath my safety passed away.

¹⁶  And now, in me my soul poureth itself out, Seize me do days of affliction.