15 Terrors overwhelm me; my dignity is driven away as by the wind, my safety vanishes like a cloud.
16 “And now my life ebbs away; days of suffering grip me.
17 Night pierces my bones; my gnawing pains never rest.
18 In his great power God becomes like clothing to mea ; he binds me like the neck of my garment.
19 He throws me into the mud, and I am reduced to dust and ashes.