paroles spare me of my lord: thou, O Lord, show mercy to me
have pity on me, O Lord, for my days are nothing.
What is man, that you make so much of him?
or that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment.
how long wilt thou not spare me and let me be, while I swallow saliva meom?
I have sinned, what shall do for thee, O thou preserver of men?
why hast thou set me opposite to thee that I am a burden to myself?
why do not you take away my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity?
Behold, I have dormian now in the dust: if you come looking for me I have ceased to exist.
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..
