16 “And^a now my soul is ^bpoured out because of my plight;
The days of affliction take hold of me. ‡

17 My bones are pierced in me at night,
And my gnawing pains take no rest.

19 He has cast me into the mire,
And I have become like dust and ashes.

20 “I ^acry out to You, but You do not answer me;
I stand up, and You regard me. ‡