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20 I cry to you, and you do not answer me.
    I stand up, and you gaze at me.
21 You have turned to be cruel to me.
    With the might of your hand you persecute me.
22 You lift me up to the wind, and drive me with it.
    You dissolve me in the storm.
23 For I know that you will bring me to death,
    to the house appointed for all living.

24 “However doesn’t one stretch out a hand in his fall?
    Or in his calamity therefore cry for help?
25 Didn’t I weep for him who was in trouble?
    Wasn’t my soul grieved for the needy?
26 When I looked for good, then evil came.
    When I waited for light, darkness came.

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20 I cry out to you for help, but you do not answer me;(A)
when I stand up, you merely look at me.
21 You have turned against me with cruelty;
you harass(B) me with your strong hand.
22 You lift me up on the wind and make me ride it;
you scatter me in the storm.(C)
23 Yes, I know that you will lead me to death—
the place(D) appointed for all who live.

24 Yet no one would stretch out his hand
against a ruined person[a]
when he cries out to him for help
because of his distress.(E)
25 Have I not wept for those who have fallen on hard times?
Has my soul not grieved for the needy?(F)
26 But when I hoped for good, evil came;
when I looked for light, darkness(G) came.

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Footnotes

  1. 30:24 Lit a heap of ruins