Rotherham(i)
16 I am wasted away, Not, to times age–abiding, can I live, Let me alone, for, a breath, are my days.
17 What is a mortal, that thou shouldst nurture him? Or that thou shouldst fix upon him thy mind? 18 That thou shouldst inspect him morning by morning, moment by moment, shouldst test him? 19 How long wilt thou not look away from me? Wilt thou not let me alone, till I can swallow my spittle? 20 I have sinned, What can I do for thee, thou watcher of men? Wherefore hast thou set me as thine object of attack, or have I become, unto thee, a burden? 21 And why wilt thou not remove my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For, now, in the dust, should I lie down, and thou shouldst seek me diligently, and I should not be.
17 What is a mortal, that thou shouldst nurture him? Or that thou shouldst fix upon him thy mind? 18 That thou shouldst inspect him morning by morning, moment by moment, shouldst test him? 19 How long wilt thou not look away from me? Wilt thou not let me alone, till I can swallow my spittle? 20 I have sinned, What can I do for thee, thou watcher of men? Wherefore hast thou set me as thine object of attack, or have I become, unto thee, a burden? 21 And why wilt thou not remove my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? For, now, in the dust, should I lie down, and thou shouldst seek me diligently, and I should not be.