6 that thou dost enquire after my iniquity and search after my sin?
7 Thou knowest that I am not wicked; and there is no one that can deliver out of thy hand.
8 Thine hands have formed me and fashioned me together round about; yet thou dost destroy me.
9 Remember now that thou hast formed me as the clay; and wilt thou bring me into dust again?
10 Hast thou not poured me out as milk and curdled me like cheese?
11 Thou hast clothed me with skin and flesh and hast hedged me with bones and sinews.
12 Thou hast granted me life and mercy, and thy visitation has kept my spirit.