25 “And my days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they do not see good.
26 They go by like papyrus skiffs, like an eagle swoops down on its prey.
27 Though I say, ‘I will forget my complaint; I will change my expression, and I will rejoice,’
28 I become afraid of all my sufferings; I know that you do not consider me innocent.
29 If I shall be declared guilty, why then should I labor in vain?
30 If I wash myself with soap, and I cleanse my hands with lye,
31 then you plunge me into the slime pit, and my clothes abhor me.