John Trapp on Job 30:22

Verſe 22. Thou lifteſt me up to the wind] Thou whiffleſt and wherrieſt me about as chaff, or thiſtle-down. Pro libidine tractas me, thou uſeſt me at thy pleaſure.Brent.

Thou cauſeſt me to ride upon it] Upon the wings of the wind, lifting me up aloft that I may fall with the greater poiſe, as the Eagle is ſaid to do the Tortoiſe; Ʋt lapſu graviore ruam.—

Thou diſſolveſt my ſubſtance] Or, Thou melteſt my wiſdome: I have neither fleſh nor reaſon remaining. The iſſue that he expecteth of all theſe his forementioned miſeries, followeth,