14. then you will frighten me with dreams, and strike dread through visions,
15. so that, because of these things, my soul would choose hanging, and my bones, death.
16. I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.
17. What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?
18. You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.
19. How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?
20. I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself?
21. Why do you not steal away my sin, and why do you not sweep away my iniquity? Behold, now I will sleep in the dust, and if you seek me in the morning, I will not remain.