⁶ “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,^(A)
    and they come to an end without hope.^(B)

¹⁵ Though he slay me, yet will I hope^(A) in him;^(B)
    I will surely^[a] defend my ways to his face.^(C)

¹⁹ as water wears away stones
    and torrents^(A) wash away the soil,^(B)
    so you destroy a person’s hope.^(C)

¹⁰ He tears me down^(A) on every side till I am gone;
    he uproots my hope^(B) like a tree.^(C)