15And my soul chooseth strangling, Death rather than my bones.
16I have wasted away -- not to the age do I live. Cease from me, for my days [are] vanity.
17What [is] man that Thou dost magnify him? And that Thou settest unto him Thy heart?
18And inspectest him in the mornings, In the evenings dost try him?
19How long dost Thou not look from me? Thou dost not desist till I swallow my spittle.
20I 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?
21Thou 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!
