25 My life is speeding by,without a hope of happiness.
26 Each day passes swifterthan a sailing shipor an eagle swooping down.
27 Sometimes I try to be cheerfuland to stop complaining,
28 but my sufferings frighten me,because I know that Godstill considers me guilty.
29 So what's the use of tryingto prove my innocence?
30 Even if I washed myselfwith the strongest soap,
31 God would throw me into a pitof stinking slime, leaving medisgusting to my clothes.