20. Whose limbs have not blessed mewhen warmed with the fleece of my sheep;
21. If I have raised my hand against the innocentbecause I saw that I had supporters at the gate—
22. Then may my arm fall from the shoulder,my forearm be broken at the elbow!
23. For I dread calamity from God,and his majesty will overpower me.
24. Had I put my trust in goldor called fine gold my security;
25. Or had I rejoiced that my wealth was great,or that my hand had acquired abundance—
26. Had I looked upon the light as it shone,or the moon in the splendor of its progress,