18. Even the little boys scorn me;when I appear, they ridicule me.
19. All my intimate friends detest me;those I love have turned against me.
20. I am nothing but skin and bones;I have escaped only by the skin of my teeth.
21. ‘Have pity on me, my friends, have pity,for the hand of God has struck me.
22. Why do you pursue me as God does?Will you never get enough of my flesh?
23. ‘Oh, that my words were recorded,that they were written on a scroll,