17. At night my bones all ache;the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18. God seizes me by my collarand twists my clothes out of shape.
19. He throws me down in the mud;I am no better than dirt.
20. I call to you, O God, but you never answer;and when I pray, you pay no attention.
21. You are treating me cruelly;you persecute me with all your power.
22. You let the wind blow me away;you toss me about in a raging storm.
23. I know you are taking me off to my death,to the fate in store for everyone.
24. Why do you attack a ruined man,one who can do nothing but beg for pity?