14. and leaving me crushed.
15. Terror has me surrounded;my reputation and my richeshave vanished like a cloud.
16. I am sick at heart!Pain has taken its toll.
17. Night chews on my bones,causing endless torment,
18. and God has shrunk my skin,choking me to death.
19. I have been thrown in the dirtand now am dirt myself.
20. I beg God for help,but there is no answer;and when I stand up,he simply stares.
21. God has turned brutal,
22. stirring up a stormto toss me about.