24 Yet should not a hand be held outto help a wretched person in distress?
25 Did I not weep for the hardships of others;was not my soul grieved for the poor?
26 Yet when I looked for good, evil came;when I expected light, darkness came.
27 My inward parts seethe and will not be stilled;days of affliction have overtaken me.
28 I go about in gloom, without the sun;I rise in the assembly and cry for help.
29 I have become a brother to jackals,a companion to ostriches.
30 My blackened skin falls away from me;my very frame is scorched by the heat.