15 Terrors overwhelm me;my dignity is driven away as by the wind,my safety vanishes like a cloud.
16 ‘And now my life ebbs away;days of suffering grip me.
17 Night pierces my bones;my gnawing pains never rest.
18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to me;he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud,and I am reduced to dust and ashes.
20 ‘I cry out to you, God, but you do not answer;I stand up, but you merely look at me.
21 You turn on me ruthlessly;with the might of your hand you attack me.