14. My kinsfolk have failed, and my known friends have forgotten me.
15. The sojourners in my house and my maids count me as a stranger; I am an alien in their sight.
16. I called my servant, and he answered not; I entreated him with my mouth.
17. My breath is strange to my wife, and my entreaties to the children of my mother's womb.
18. Even young children despise me; I rise up, and they speak against me.
19. All my intimate friends abhor me, and they whom I loved are turned against me.
20. My bones cleave to my skin and to my flesh, and I am escaped with the skin of my teeth.
21. Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, ye my friends; for the hand of +God hath touched me.
22. Why do ye persecute me as ·God and are not satisfied with my flesh?
23. Oh would that my words were written! oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24. That with an iron style and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!