ECB(i)
31 If not, men of my tent, say you, Who gives that we have of his flesh - we are not satisfied.
32 The sojourner stayed not overnight in the outways; I opened my doors to the wayward.
33 If I covered my rebellions as humanity by hiding my perversity in my bosom;
34 then I dread a great multitude - and the disrespect of families terrify me - and I hush and go not from the portal.
35 Who gives that someone hear me! Behold, my mark! Shadday, answer me! Man of contention, scribe a scroll!
36 If not, I lift it on my shoulder and fasten it to me as a crown.
37 I tell him my paces; as an eminent I go near him.