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.