16 I despair; by no means will I live any longer. Spare me, for my days are nothing.
17 What is man, that you should praise him? Or why do you place your heart near him?
18 You visit him at dawn, and you test him unexpectedly.
19 How long will you not spare me, nor release me to ingest my saliva?
20 I have sinned; what should I do for you, O keeper of men? Why have you set me against you, so that I have become burdensome even to myself?
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