15. Terrors are turned on me;they pursue my dignity like the wind,and my help passes away as a cloud.
16. “Now my soul is poured out within me;the days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17. My bones are pierced in me at night,and my sinews have no rest.
18. By the great force of my disease my garment is changed;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 unto You, but You do not hear me;I stand up, and You do not regard me.
21. You have become cruel to me;with Your strong hand You oppose me.
22. You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;You dissolve my success.
23. For I know that You will bring me to death,and to the house appointed for all living.
24. “Surely He will not stretch out His hand to the grave,though they cry when He destroys it.
25. Did I not weep for him who was in trouble?Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26. When I looked for good, then evil disaster came upon me;and when I waited for light, darkness came.
27. My insides boiled and did not rest;the days of affliction have met me.
28. I went mourning without the sun;I stood up, and I cried in the congregation.