²⁵ I’m already like a leaf that is blown by the wind.
    Are you going to terrify me even more?
I’m already like dry straw.
    Are you going to keep on chasing me?
²⁶ You write down bitter things against me.
    You make me suffer for the sins
    I committed when I was young.
²⁷ You put my feet in chains.
    You watch every step I take.
    You do it by putting marks on the bottom of my feet.