The eye also which saw him shall see him no more; neither shall his place any more behold him.

Yet he passed away, and, lo, he was not: yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.

You put my feet also in the stocks, and watch closely all my paths; you set a bound to the soles of my feet.

And do you open your eyes upon such a one, and bring me into judgment with you?

When you with rebukes do correct man for iniquity, you make his beauty melt away like a moth: surely every man is vanity. Selah.

You have set our iniquities before you, our secret sins in the light of your countenance.

For all our days are passed away in your wrath: we spend our years as a tale that is told.