31. If not--say ye, O men of my tent, `O that we had of his flesh, we are not satisfied.'
32. In the street doth not lodge a stranger, My doors to the traveller I open.
33. If I have covered as Adam my transgressions, To hide in my bosom mine iniquity,
34. Because I fear a great multitude, And the contempt of families doth affright me, Then I am silent, I go not out of the opening.