I am ashamed to show my face to Thee, but
whom else can I approach? I am asking
wages for work left undone; shame there is none
in me who am hardened against shame. I wander
from thy feet like a vagrant; I am turned like a
thief from the service of the Lord. Tuka says,
I ought to be still beaten; this ought never to
happen again.
whom else can I approach? I am asking
wages for work left undone; shame there is none
in me who am hardened against shame. I wander
from thy feet like a vagrant; I am turned like a
thief from the service of the Lord. Tuka says,
I ought to be still beaten; this ought never to
happen again.