Then call Thou, and I will answer; or let me speak, and answer Thou me.
How many are mine iniquities and sins? Make me to know my transgression and my sin.
Wherefore hidest Thou Thy face, and holdest me for Thine enemy?
Wilt Thou harass a driven leaf? And wilt Thou pursue the dry stubble?
That Thou shouldest write bitter things against me, and make me to inherit the iniquities of my youth.
Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, and lookest narrowly unto all my paths; Thou drawest Thee a line about the soles of my feet;
Though I am like a wine-skin that consumeth, like a garment that is moth-eaten.