11 With skin and flesh you clothed me,with bones and sinews knit me together.
12 Life and love you granted me,and your providence has preserved my spirit.
13 Yet these things you have hidden in your heart;I know they are your purpose:
14 If I should sin, you would keep a watch on me,and from my guilt you would not absolve me.
15 If I should be wicked, alas for me!even if righteous, I dare not hold up my head,sated with shame, drenched in affliction!
16 Should it lift up, you hunt me like a lion:repeatedly you show your wondrous power against me,
17 You renew your attack upon meand multiply your harassment of me;in waves your troops come against me.