25 My days race by, not one of them good.
26 My life passes like the swiftest boat,as fast as an eagle swooping down on a rabbit.
27-28 If I smile and try to forget my pain,all my suffering comes back to haunt me;I know that God does hold me guilty.
29 Since I am held guilty, why should I bother?
30 No soap can wash away my sins.
31 God throws me into a pit of filth,and even my clothes are ashamed of me.
32 If God were human, I could answer him;we could go to court to decide our quarrel.