18 and God has shrunk my skin,choking me to death.
19 I have been thrown in the dirtand now am dirt myself.
20 I beg God for help,but there is no answer;and when I stand up,he simply stares.
21 God has turned brutal,
22 stirring up a windstormto toss me about.
23 Soon he will send me hometo the world of the dead,where we all must go.
24 No one refuses help to others,when disaster strikes.