10 Don't punish me any more!I am about to die from your blows.
11 You punish our sins by your rebukes,and like a moth you destroy what we love.Indeed we are no more than a puff of wind!
12 Hear my prayer, Lord,and listen to my cry;come to my aid when I weep.Like all my ancestorsI am only your guest for a little while.
13 Leave me alone so that I may have some happinessbefore I go away and am no more.