22 Thou liftest me up to the wind; thou causest me to ride upon it, and dissolvest my substance. 
22 You snatch me up and drive me before the wind; you toss me about in the storm.
22 You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it, and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
22 You raised me up so I was riding high and then dropped me, and I crashed.
22 You lift me up to the wind and cause me to ride on it; You spoil my success.
22 You throw me into the whirlwind and destroy me in the storm.
Matthew Henry's Commentary on Job 30:22
Commentary on Job 30:15-31
(Read Job 30:15-31)
Job complains a great deal. Harbouring hard thoughts of God was the sin which did, at this time, most easily beset Job. When inward temptations join with outward calamities, the soul is hurried as in a tempest, and is filled with confusion. But woe be to those who really have God for an enemy! Compared with the awful state of ungodly men, what are all outward, or even inward temporal afflictions? There is something with which Job comforts himself, yet it is but a little. He foresees that death will be the end of all his troubles. God's wrath might bring him to death; but his soul would be safe and happy in the world of spirits. If none pity us, yet our God, who corrects, pities us, even as a father pitieth his own children. And let us look more to the things of eternity: then the believer will cease from mourning, and joyfully praise redeeming love.