17. My atzmot are pierced in me in the night, and my gnawing pains take no rest.
18. By great koach is my garment disfigured; it bindeth me about like the collar of my kuttonet (chiton, robe).
19. He hath cast me into the chomer, and I am become like aphar and ashes.
20. I cry unto Thee, and Thou dost answer me lo (not); I stand up, and Thou regardest me not.