If I sinned, you would be watching me and would not let my offense go unpunished.
If I am guilty—woe to me! Even if I am innocent, I cannot lift my head, for I am full of shame and drowned in my affliction.
If I hold my head high, you stalk me like a lion and again display your awesome power against me.
You bring new witnesses against me and increase your anger toward me; your forces come against me wave upon wave.
“Why then did you bring me out of the womb? I wish I had died before any eye saw me.
If only I had never come into being, or had been carried straight from the womb to the grave!
Are not my few days almost over? Turn away from me so I can have a moment’s joy
before I go to the place of no return, to the land of gloom and utter darkness,
to the land of deepest night, of utter darkness and disorder, where even the light is like darkness.”