15. I am overcome with terror;my dignity is gone like a puff of wind,and my prosperity like a cloud.
16. Now I am about to die;there is no relief for my suffering.
17. At night my bones all ache;the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18. God seizes me by my collarand twists my clothes out of shape.
19. He throws me down in the mud;I am no better than dirt.
20. I call to you, O God, but you never answer;and when I pray, you pay no attention.