22. You lift me to the wind and make me ride;you melt me in its roar.
23. I know you will return me to death,the house appointed for all the living.
24. Surely he won’t strike someone in ruinsif in distress he cries out to him,
25. if I didn’t weep for those who have a difficult dayor my soul grieve for the needy;
26. for I awaited good, but evil came;I expected light, but gloom arrived.