11. Because God has made me weak and helpless,they turn against me with all their fury.
12. This mob attacks me head-on;they send me running; they prepare their final assault.
13. They cut off my escape and try to destroy me;and there is no one to stop them.
14. They pour through the holes in my defencesand come crashing down on top of me;
15. I am overcome with terror;my dignity is gone like a puff of wind,and my prosperity like a cloud.
16. Now I am about to die;there is no relief for my suffering.
17. At night my bones all ache;the pain that gnaws me never stops.
18. God seizes me by my collarand twists my clothes out of shape.
19. He throws me down in the mud;I am no better than dirt.
20. I call to you, O God, but you never answer;and when I pray, you pay no attention.
21. You are treating me cruelly;you persecute me with all your power.
22. You let the wind blow me away;you toss me about in a raging storm.
23. I know you are taking me off to my death,to the fate in store for everyone.
24. Why do you attack a ruined man,one who can do nothing but beg for pity?
25. Didn't I weep with people in troubleand feel sorry for those in need?
26. I hoped for happiness and light,but trouble and darkness came instead.
27. I am torn apart by worry and pain;I have had day after day of suffering.
28. I go about in gloom, without any sunshine;I stand up in public and plead for help.