23 For I know that you will bring me to death,To the house appointed for all living.
24 “However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall?Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
25 Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble?Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came;When I waited for light, there came darkness.
27 My heart is troubled, and doesn’t rest.Days of affliction have come on me.
28 I go mourning without the sun.I stand up in the assembly, and cry for help.
29 I am a brother to jackals,and a companion to ostriches.