17 You never stop accusing me;you become furious and attackover and over again.
18 Why did you let me be born?I would rather have diedbefore birth
19 and been carried to the gravewithout ever breathing.
20 I have only a few days left.Why don't you leave me alone?Let me find some relief,
21-22 before I travel to the landof darkness and despair,the place of no return.