| 1 |
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are mine. |
| 2 |
Are there not mockers around me? and doth [not] mine eye abide in their provocation? |
| 3 |
Lay down now [a pledge], be thou surety for me with thyself: who is he that striketh hands with me? |
| 4 |
For thou hast hidden their heart from understanding; therefore thou wilt not exalt [them]. |
| 5 |
He that betrayeth friends for a prey -- even the eyes of his children shall fail. |
| 6 |
And he hath made me a proverb of the peoples; and I am become one to be spit on in the face. |
| 7 |
And mine eye is dim by reason of grief, and all my members are as a shadow. |
| 8 |
Upright men [shall be] astonished at this, and the innocent shall be stirred up against the ungodly; |
| 9 |
But the righteous shall hold on his way, and he that hath clean hands shall increase in strength. |
| 10 |
But as for you all, pray come on again; and I shall not find one wise man among you. |
| 11 |
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, the cherished thoughts of my heart. |
| 12 |
They change the night into day; the light [they imagine] near in presence of the darkness. |
| 13 |
If I wait, Sheol is my house; I spread my bed in the darkness: |
| 14 |
I cry to the grave, Thou art my father! to the worm, My mother, and my sister! |
| 15 |
And where is then my hope? yea, my hope, who shall see it? |
| 16 |
It shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when [our] rest shall be together in the dust. |
