CAB(i)
15 My nearest relations have not regarded me, they have passed me by like a failing brook, or like a wave.
16 They who used to reverence me, now have come against me like snow or congealed ice.
17 When it has melted at the approach of heat, it is not known what it was.
18 Thus I also have been deserted of all, and I am ruined, and have become an outcast.
19 Behold the ways of the Temanites, you that mark the paths of the Sabaeans.
20 They too that trust in cities and riches shall come to shame.
21 But you also have come to me without pity; so that beholding my wounds you are afraid.
22 What? Have I made any demand of you? Or do I ask for strength from you,