16  “And now my soul is ^dpoured out within me;

days of affliction have taken hold of me.

17  ^eThe night ^fracks my bones,

and the pain that ^ggnaws me takes no rest.

18  With great force my garment is ^hdisfigured;

it binds me about like the collar of my tunic.

19  God¹ has cast me into the mire,

and I have become like ⁱdust and ashes.

20  I cry to you for help and you do not answer me;

I stand, and you only look at me.

21  You have ^jturned cruel to me;

with the might of your hand you ^kpersecute me.

22  ^lYou lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it,

and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.

23  ^mFor I know that you will bring me to death

and to the house appointed for ⁿall living.