if I sin, then you mark me.
You will not acquit me from my iniquity.
If I am wicked, woe to me.
If I am righteous, I still will not lift up my head, being filled with disgrace, and conscious of my affliction.
If my head is held high, you hunt me like a lion.
Again you show yourself powerful to me.
You renew your witnesses against me, and increase your indignation on me.
Changes and warfare are with me.
“‘Why, then, have you brought me out of the womb?
I wish I had given up the spirit, and no eye had seen me.