15. He hath torn me with wound upon wound, he hath rushed in upon me like a giant.
16. I have sowed sackcloth upon my skin, and have covered my flesh with ashes.
17. My face is swollen with weeping, and my eyelids are dim.
18. These things have I suffered without the iniquity of my hand, when I offered pure prayers to God.
19. O earth, cover not thou my blood, neither let my cry find a hiding place in thee.