²⁸ I still dread^(A) all my sufferings,
    for I know you will not hold me innocent.^(B)

¹¹ Would not his splendor^(A) terrify you?
    Would not the dread of him fall on you?^(B)

¹⁵ Terrors^(A) overwhelm me;^(B)
    my dignity is driven away as by the wind,
    my safety vanishes like a cloud.^(C)