LEB(i)
24 Why do you* hide your* face and count me as your* enemy?
25 Will you* terrify a blown leaf? And will you* pursue dry stubble?
26 "Indeed, you* write bitter things against me, and you* make me reap the iniquities of my childhood.
27 And you* put my feet in the block, and you* watch all my paths; you carve a mark on the soles of my feet.*
28 And he himself *wastes away like something rotten, like a garment that the moth has eaten.