Leeser(i)
24 Wherefore wilt thou hide thy face, and regard me as an enemy unto thee?
25 Wilt thou terrify a leaf driven about by the wind? and wilt thou pursue dry stubble?
26 That thou writest bitter decrees against me, and assignest unto me the iniquities of my youth;
27 And that thou puttest my feet in the stocks, and watchest narrowly all my paths; and settest for thyself a mark upon the soles of my feet?
28 And yet the body decayeth like a rotten thing, as a garment that the moth hath eaten.