NSB(i)
19 »How long will you keep looking at me and let me alone till I swallow my spittle?
20 »Have I sinned? What have I done to you, O watcher of all humanity? Why have you made me your target? Am I a burden to you?
21 »Why not just pardon my sin and take away my guilt? For soon I will lie down in the dust and die. When you look for me, I will be gone.«