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Therefore I will not refraine my mouth, I wil speake in the anguish of my spirit, I will complaine in the bitternesse of my soule.

Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch ouer me?

When I say, My bed shal comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint:

Then thou skarest mee with dreames, and terrifiest me through visions.

So that my soule chooseth strangling: and death rather then my life.

I loath it, I would not liue alway: let me alone, for my dayes are vanitie.