He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
[Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
So that my soul chooseth strangling, [and] death rather than my life.
I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.
What [is] man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
And [that] thou shouldest visit him every morning, [and] try him every moment?
How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
