16 “Now my life is almost gone, and soon I will die. Days of suffering have grabbed me.
17 All my bones ache at night. Pain never stops chewing on me.
18 God grabbed the collar of my coat and twisted my clothes out of shape.
19 He threw me into the mud, and I became like dust and ashes.
20 “God, I cry out to you for help, but you don’t answer. I stand up and pray, but you don’t pay attention to me.
21 You have become cruel to me; you use your power to hurt me.
22 You let the strong wind blow me away. You throw me around in the storm.