Job 7:3-5

7:3 thus I have been made to inherit

months of futility,

and nights of sorrow

have been appointed to me.

7:4 If I lie down, I say, ‘When will I arise?’,

and the night stretches on

and I toss and turn restlessly

until the day dawns.

7:5 My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs;

my skin is broken and festering.

Job 17:1

17:1 My spirit is broken,

my days have faded out,

the grave awaits me.

Psalms 31:22

31:22 I jumped to conclusions and said,

“I am cut off from your presence!”

But you heard my plea for mercy when I cried out to you for help.

Psalms 119:23

119:23 Though rulers plot and slander me,

your servant meditates on your statutes.