25 My days have been swifter than a messenger; they have fled and have not seen goodness.
26 They have passed by like ships carrying fruits, just like an eagle flying to food.
27 If I say: "By no means will I speak this way." I change my face and I am tortured with sorrow.
28 I have dreaded all my works, knowing that you did not spare the offender.
29 Yet, if I am also just as impious, why have I labored in vain?
30 If I had been washed with snow-like waters, and my hands were shining like the cleanest thing,
31 yet you would plunge me in filth, and my own garments would abhor me.