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.
23 I know you will lead me to my death, to that place where all the living must go.
24 “Surely no one would attack a man who is already ruined, when he is hurt and crying for help.
25 God, you know that I cried for those who were in trouble. You know that I mourned for the poor.
26 But when I hoped for good, trouble came instead. When I looked for light, darkness came.
27 I constantly feel upset. And my suffering has only just begun.