18. By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19. He has cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.
20. I cry unto you, and you do not hear me: I stand up, and you regard me not.
21. You have become cruel to me: with your strong hand you oppose yourself against me.
22. You lift me up to the wind; you cause me to ride upon it, and spoil my substance.
23. For I know that you will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
24. Yet he will not stretch out his hand to the grave, though they cry out in his destruction.
25. Did I not weep for him that was in trouble? was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26. When I looked for good, then evil came unto me: and when I waited for light, there came darkness.
27. My heart is in turmoil, and rests not: the days of affliction confront me.
28. I went mourning but not in the sun: I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.