21 You have begun to treat me cruelly.With your mighty hand you assault me.
22 You pick me up and let the wind carry me away.You toss me around with a storm.
23 I know you will lead me to death,to the dwelling place appointed for all living beings.
24 “But God doesn’t stretch out his hand against one who is ruinedwhen that person calls for help in his disaster.
25 Didn’t I cry for the person whose days were difficult?Didn’t my soul grieve for the poor?
26 When I waited for good, evil came.When I looked for light, darkness came.
27 My insides are churning and won’t calm down.Days of misery are ahead of me.