18. For I am full of matter, the spirit within me constraineth me.
19. Behold, my belly is as wine which hath no vent; like new flasks, it is ready to burst.
20. I will speak, that I may find relief; I will open my lips and answer.
21. Let me not, I pray you, accept any man's person; neither will I give flattery to man.
22. For I know not how to flatter; my Maker would soon take me away.