22. You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it.You dissolve me in the storm.
23. For I know that you will bring me to death,To the house appointed for all living.
24. “However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall?Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
25. Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble?Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
26. When I looked for good, then evil came;When I waited for light, there came darkness.