²⁷ My inward parts are in turmoil and never still;
    days of affliction ^(A)come to meet me.
²⁸ I ^(B)go about darkened, but not by the sun;
    I stand up in ^(C)the assembly and cry for help.
²⁹ I am a brother of ^(D)jackals
    and a companion of ^(E)ostriches.
³⁰ My ^(F)skin turns black and falls from me,
    and my ^(G)bones burn with heat.
³¹ My ^(H)lyre is ^(I)turned to mourning,
    and my ^(J)pipe to the voice of those who weep.