13. They break up my path;they promote my calamity;they need no one to help them.
14. As through a wide breach they come;amid the crash they roll on.
15. Terrors are turned upon me;my honor is pursued as by the wind,and my prosperity has passed away like a cloud.
16. “And now my soul is poured out within me;days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17. The night racks my bones,and the pain that gnaws me takes no rest.
18. With great force my garment is disfigured;it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.
19. God has cast me into the mire,and I have become like dust and ashes.
20. I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;I stand, and you only look at me.
21. You have turned cruel to me;with the might of your hand you persecute me.
22. You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
23. For I know that you will bring me to deathand to the house appointed for all living.
24. “Yet does not one in a heap of ruins stretch out his hand,and in his disaster cry for help?
25. Did not I weep for him whose day was hard?Was not my soul grieved for the needy?
26. But when I hoped for good, evil came,and when I waited for light, darkness came.
27. My inward parts are in turmoil and never still;days of affliction come to meet me.
28. I go about darkened, but not by the sun;I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29. I am a brother of jackalsand a companion of ostriches.
30. My skin turns black and falls from me,and my bones burn with heat.
31. My lyre is turned to mourning,and my pipe to the voice of those who weep.