16. And for pride thou wilt take me as a lioness, and returning thou tormentest me wonderfully.
17. Thou renewest thy witnesses against me, and multipliest thy wrath upon me, and pains war against me.
18. Why didst thou bring me forth out of the womb: O that I had been consumed that eye might not see me!
19. I should have been as if I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.
20. Shall not the fewness of my days be ended shortly? suffer me, therefore, that I may lament my sorrow a little:
21. Before I go, and return no more, to a land that is dark and covered with the mist of death:
22. A land of misery and darkness, where the shadow of death, and no order, but everlasting horror dwelleth.