26 Yet, when I hoped for good, evil came; when I waited for light, then darkness came.
27 “My heart seethes and never stops; days of suffering confront me.
28 I walk about blackened, but not by the sun; I stand in the assembly and cry for help.
29 I have become a brother to jackals, and a companion to ostriches.
30 My skin has turned black on me; my bones burn with heat.
31 My harp is for mourning and my flute for the sound of weeping.