Job 30:22

30:22 You pick me up on the wind and make me ride on it;

you toss me about in the storm.

Job 30:2

30:2 Moreover, the strength of their hands –

what use was it to me?

Men whose strength had perished;

Job 3:11

Job Wishes He Had Died at Birth

3:11 “Why did I not die at birth,

and why did I not expire

as I came out of the womb?