15. Terrors overwhelm me;my dignity is driven away as by the wind,my safety vanishes like a cloud.
16. ‘And now my life ebbs away;days of suffering grip me.
17. Night pierces my bones;my gnawing pains never rest.
18. In his great power God becomes like clothing to me;he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19. He throws me into the mud,and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
20. ‘I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21. You turn on me ruthlessly;with the might of your hand you attack me.
22. You snatch me up and drive me before the wind;you toss me about in the storm.
23. I know you will bring me down to death,to the place appointed for all the living.
24. ‘Surely no one lays a hand on a broken manwhen he cries for help in his distress.
25. Have I not wept for those in trouble?Has not my soul grieved for the poor?
26. Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;when I looked for light, then came darkness.
27. The churning inside me never stops;days of suffering confront me.