21 But You have become cruel to me;
With the strength of Your hand You ^aoppose me. ‡

22 You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it;
You spoil my success.

24 “Surely He would not stretch out His hand against a heap of ruins,
If they cry out when He destroys it.

25 ^aHave I not wept for him who was in trouble?
Has not my soul grieved for the poor? ‡