^19 (A)My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain!
    Oh the walls of my heart!
My heart is beating wildly;
    I cannot keep silent,
for I hear the sound of the trumpet,
    the alarm of war.

14 “Man who is ^(A)born of a woman
    is ^(B)few of days and ^(C)full of trouble.
² He comes out like ^(D)a flower and ^(E)withers;
    he flees like ^(F)a shadow and continues not.