16 And now my life ebbs away from me,days of affliction have taken hold of me.
17 At night he pierces my bones,my sinews have no rest.
18 With great difficulty I change my clothes,the collar of my tunic fits around my waist.
19 He has cast me into the mire;I have become like dust and ashes.
20 I cry to you, but you do not answer me;I stand, but you take no notice.
21 You have turned into my tormentor,and with your strong hand you attack me.
22 You raise me up and drive me before the wind;I am tossed about by the tempest.