YLT
(i)
28 I have been afraid of all my griefs, I have known that Thou dost not acquit me.
29 I—I am become wicked; why
is this?
In vain I labour.
30 If I have washed myself with snow-water, And purified with soap my hands,
31 Then in corruption Thou dost dip me, And my garments have abominated me.