26. But when I hoped for good, only evil came to me.When I looked for light, darkness came.
27. I never stop being upset inside.Days of suffering are ahead of me.
28. I have become black, but not by the sun.I stand up in public and cry for help.
29. It is as if I have become a brother to wild dogsand a friend to ostriches.
30. My skin becomes black and peels off.My body burns with fever.
31. My harp is tuned for singing a sad song.And my flute is tuned for the sound of loud crying.