4 Do you have eyes of flesh? Or do you see as man sees?
5 Are your days as the days of mortals, Or your years as man`s years,
6 That you inquire after my iniquity, And search after my sin?
7 Although you know that I am not wicked, There is no one who can deliver out of your hand.
8 `Your hands have framed me and fashioned me altogether; Yet you destroy me.
9 Remember, I beg you, that you have fashioned me as clay. Will you bring me into dust again?
10 Haven`t you poured me out like milk, And curdled me like cheese?
