20. My bones stick to my skin and to my flesh,and I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.
21. Have mercy on me, have mercy on me, O you my friends,for the hand of God has touched me!
22. Why do you, like God, pursue me?Why are you not satisfied with my flesh?
23. “Oh that my words were written!Oh that they were inscribed in a book!
24. Oh that with an iron pen and leadthey were engraved in the rock forever!