¹⁵ I have sewed ^(A)sackcloth over my skin,
And ^(B)thrust my horn in the dust.
¹⁶ My face is flushed from ^(C)weeping,
^(D)And deep darkness is on my eyelids,
¹⁷ Although there is no ^(E)violence in my hands,
And ^(F)my prayer is pure.