^{15 Ref} And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.

^{16 Ref} I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days `are' vanity.

^{17 Ref} What `is' man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?

^{18 Ref} And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?

^{19 Ref} How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.

^{20 Ref} I have sinned, what do I to Thee, O watcher of man? Why hast Thou set me for a mark to Thee, And I am for a burden to myself -- and what?

^{21 Ref} Thou dost not take away my transgression, And cause to pass away mine iniquity, Because now, for dust I lie down: And Thou hast sought me -- and I am not!