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.
28. I go about blackened, but not by the sun;I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.
29. I have become a brother of jackals,a companion of owls.
30. My skin grows black and peels;my body burns with fever.