24 Why do you hide your faceand consider me your enemy?
25 Will you harass a wind-driven leafor pursue a withered straw?
26 For you draw up bitter indictments against me,and punish in me the faults of my youth.
27 You put my feet in the stocks;you watch all my pathsand trace out all my footsteps,
28 Though I wear out like a leather bottle,like a garment the moth has consumed.