Why did the knees meet me? and wherefore the breasts, that I should suck?

Have I sinned, what do I unto thee, thou Observer of men? Why hast thou set me as an object of assault for thee, so that I am become a burden to myself?

And why dost not thou forgive my transgression and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I lie down in the dust, and thou shalt seek me early, and I shall not be.

Be it that I am wicked, why then do I labour in vain?

Why doth thy heart carry thee away? and why do thine eyes wink?

Why do ye persecute me as God, and are not satisfied with my flesh?

Why are not times treasured up with the Almighty? why do not they that know him see his days?

Behold, ye yourselves have all seen it; and why are ye thus altogether vain?

Why dost thou strive against him? for he giveth not account of any of his matters.