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?
26 I hoped good things would happen, but something evil came. I looked for light, but all I saw was darkness.
27 My insides are always churning. Nothing but days of suffering are ahead of me.
28 My skin has become dark, but the sun didn't do it. I stand up in the community and cry out for help.
29 I've become a brother to wild dogs. Owls are my companions.
30 My skin grows black and peels. My body burns with fever.