15. Terrors are turned upon me;They pursue my honor as the wind,And my prosperity has passed like a cloud.
16. “And now my soul is poured out because of my plight;The days of affliction take hold of me.
17. My bones are pierced in me at night,And my gnawing pains take no rest.
18. By great force my garment is disfigured;It binds me about as the collar of my coat.
19. He has cast me into the mire,And I have become like dust and ashes.
20. “I cry out to You, but You do not answer me;I stand up, and You regard me.
21. But You have become cruel to me;With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
22. You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;You spoil my success.
23. For I know that You will bring me to death,And to the house appointed for all living.
24. “Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,If they cry out when He destroys it.