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. 20I cry unto thee, and thou dost not hear me: I stand up, and thou regardest me not.21Thou art become cruel to me: with thy strong hand thou opposest thyself against me. 22Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance. 23For I know that thou wilt bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.