13They mar my path, they set forward my calamity, they have no helper. 14They came upon me as a wide breaking in of waters: in the desolation they rolled themselves upon me. 15Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud. 16And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.17My bones are pierced in me in the night season: and my sinews take no rest. 18By the great force of my disease is my garment changed: it bindeth me about as the collar of my coat. 19He hath cast me into the mire, and I am become like dust and ashes.