15. The guests in my house, and my female servants, reckon me for a stranger – I am a foreigner in their eyes.
16. I have called my servant, but he gives no answer – I have to beg him with my mouth.
17. My spirit is strange to my wife, and my kindness to the children of my own body.
18. Even young children have scorned me. I rise, and they speak against me.
19. All my intimate friends loathe me, and those whom I love have turned against me.
20. My bone clings to my skin and to my flesh, and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21. Show favour to me, show favour to me, O you my friends, for the hand of Eloah has struck me!
22. Why do you persecute me like Ěl does, and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23. Oh, that my words were written down! Oh, that they were inscribed in a book,
24. engraved on a rock with an iron pen and lead, forever!
25. For I know that my Redeemer lives, and as the Last shall rise over the dust;
26. and after my skin has been struck off, then in my flesh I shall see Eloah,