New International Version
24 “Surely no one lays a hand on a broken man(A)
when he cries for help in his distress.(B)
25 Have I not wept for those in trouble?(C)
Has not my soul grieved for the poor?(D)
26 Yet when I hoped for good, evil came;
when I looked for light, then came darkness.(E)
27 The churning inside me never stops;(F)
days of suffering confront me.(G)
28 I go about blackened,(H) but not by the sun;
I stand up in the assembly and cry for help.(I)
29 I have become a brother of jackals,(J)
a companion of owls.(K)
30 My skin grows black(L) and peels;(M)
my body burns with fever.(N)
31 My lyre is tuned to mourning,(O)
and my pipe(P) to the sound of wailing.
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