Job 30:
24: "Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,
If they cry out when He destroys it.
25: Have I not wept for him who was in trouble?
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
26: But when I looked for good, evil came to me;
And when I waited for light, then came darkness.
27: My heart is in turmoil and cannot rest;
Days of affliction confront me.