18. Yea, young children despised me; I arose, and they spoke against me.
19. All my close friends abhorred me: and they whom I loved 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. Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O you my friends; for the hand of God has touched me.
22. Why do you persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?