15 If I were guilty, doom to me;I’m innocent, but can’t lift my head,full of shame and facing my misery.
16 I could boast like a lion, and you would hunt me;you would do awesome things to me again.
17 You continue to send your witnesses against meand increase your anger toward me,a swift army against me.
18 Why did you let me emerge from the womb?I wish I had died without any eye seeing me.
19 Then I would be just as if I hadn’t existed,taken from the belly to the grave.
20 Aren’t my few days coming to an end?Look away from me so I can brighten up a little
21 before I go and don’t returnto a land of deepest darkness,