^{26 Ref} For I was looking for good, and evil came; I was waiting for light, and it became dark.

^{27 Ref} My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.

^{28 Ref} I go about in dark clothing, uncomforted; I get up in the public place, crying out for help.

^{29 Ref} I have become a brother to the jackals, and go about in the company of ostriches.

^{30 Ref} My skin is black and dropping off me; and my bones are burning with the heat of my disease.

^{31 Ref} And my music has been turned to sorrow, and the sound of my pipe into the noise of weeping.