14 As through a wide breach they come,
Amid the storm they roll on.
15 aTerrors are turned against me;
They pursue my nobility as the wind,
And my hope for salvation has passed away blike a cloud.
16 “And now amy soul is poured out within me;
Days of affliction have seized me.
17 At night it pierces amy bones within me,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.
18 By a great force my garment is adistorted;
It seizes me about as the collar of my tunic.
19 He has cast me into the amire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.
20 I acry out to You for help, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You carefully consider how to be against me.
21 You have become cruel to me;
With the might of Your hand You ahunted me down.
22 You alift me up to the wind and cause me to ride;
And You melt me away in a storm.
23 For I know that You awill bring me to death
And to the bhouse of meeting for all living.