19 He throws me down into the mud. I'm nothing but dust and ashes.
20 "God, I cry out to you. But you don't answer me. I stand up. But all you do is look at me.
21 You do mean things to me. Your mighty hand attacks me.
22 You pick me up and blow me away with the wind. You toss me around in the storm.
23 I know that you will bring me down to death. That's what you have appointed for everyone.
24 "No one would crush people when they cry out for help in their trouble.
25 Haven't I sobbed over those who are in trouble? Haven't I felt sorry for poor people?