19. Behold, my belly is as wine which hath no vent; it is ready to burst like new bottles.
20. I will speak, that I may be refreshed: I will open my lips and answer.
21. Let me not, I pray you, accept any man's person, neither let me give flattering titles to man.
22. For I know not to give flattering titles; in so doing, my Maker would soon take me away.