9:25 “My days
they speed by without seeing happiness.
9:26 They glide by
like an eagle that swoops
9:27 If I say,
I will change my expression
9:28 I dread
for
9:29 If I am guilty,
why then
9:30 If I wash myself with snow water,
and make my hands clean with lye,
9:31 then you plunge me into a slimy pit
and my own clothes abhor me.
9:32 For he
that
that we might come
9:33 Nor is there an arbiter
who
9:34 who
so that his terror
9:35 Then
but it is not so with me.