16 And if my head exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvelous upon me.
17 Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and increasest thine indignation upon me; changes and warfare are with me.
18 Wherefore then hast thou brought me forth out of the womb? I had given up the ghost, and no eye had seen me.
19 I should have been as though I had not been; I should have been carried from the womb to the grave.
20 Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
21 Before I go whence I shall not return, even to the land of darkness and of the shadow of death;
22 A land of thick darkness, as darkness itself; a land of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.