25. My days have been swifter than a post: they have fled away and have not seen good.
26. They have passed by as ships carrying fruits, as an eagle flying to the prey.
27. If I say: I will not speak so: I change my face, and am tormented with sorrow.
28. I feared all my works, knowing that thou didst not spare the offender.
29. But if so also I am wicked, why have I laboured in vain?
30. If I be washed as it were with snow waters, and my hands shall shine ever so clean:
31. Yet thou shalt plunge me in filth, and my garments shall abhor me,