22. You snatched me up and threw me into the windand tossed me about in the storm.
23. I know you will bring me down to death,to the place where all living people must go.
24. “Surely no one would hurt those who are ruinedwhen they cry for help in their time of trouble.
25. I cried for those who were in trouble;I have been very sad for poor people.
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;days of suffering are ahead of me.
28. I have turned black, but not by the sun.I stand up in public and cry for help.
29. I have become a brother to wild dogsand a friend to ostriches.
30. My skin has become black and peels off,as my body burns with fever.
31. My harp is tuned to sing a sad song,and my flute is tuned to moaning.