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.
29. My voice is as sad and lonelyas the cries of a jackal or an ostrich.
30. My skin has turned dark; I am burning with fever.