CLV(i)
19 How long shall You not heed me, Or not let me relax even until I swallow my saliva?
20 I have sinned, Yet what do I contrive against You, O Preserver of mankind? Why have You established me as Your target mark, That I should become a load to You?
21 Why do You not bear my transgression And pass over my depravity? For now I shall lie in the soil, And You would seek me early, but I will not be there.