^{8 Ref} Thy hands have taken pains about me, And they make me together round about, And Thou swallowest me up!

^{9 Ref} Remember, I pray Thee, That as clay Thou hast made me, And unto dust Thou dost bring me back.

^{10 Ref} Dost Thou not as milk pour me out? And as cheese curdle me?

^{8 Ref} 'Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether; Yet you destroy me.

^{9 Ref} Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?

^{10 Ref} Haven't you poured me out like milk, And curdled me like cheese?

^{8 Ref} Your hands made me, and I was formed by you, but then, changing your purpose, you gave me up to destruction.

^{9 Ref} O keep in mind that you made me out of earth; and will you send me back again to dust?

^{10 Ref} Was I not drained out like milk, becoming hard like cheese?