| | 1 | "My spirit is broken, My days are extinguished, The grave is ready for me. | |
| | 2 | Are not mockers with me? And does not my eye dwell on their provocation? | |
| | 3 | "Now put down a pledge for me with Yourself. Who is he who will shake hands with me? | |
| | 4 | For You have hidden their heart from understanding; Therefore You will not exalt them. | |
| | 5 | He who speaks flattery to his friends, Even the eyes of his children will fail. | |
| | 6 | "But He has made me a byword of the people, And I have become one in whose face men spit. | |
| | 7 | My eye has also grown dim because of sorrow, And all my members are like shadows. | |
| | 8 | Upright men are astonished at this, And the innocent stirs himself up against the hypocrite. | |
| | 9 | Yet the righteous will hold to his way, And he who has clean hands will be stronger and stronger. | |
| | 10 | "But please, come back again, all of you, For I shall not find one wise man among you. | |
| | 11 | My days are past, My purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart. | |
| | 12 | They change the night into day; 'The light is near,' they say, in the face of darkness. | |
| | 13 | If I wait for the grave as my house, If I make my bed in the darkness, | |
| | 14 | If I say to corruption, 'You are my father,' And to the worm, 'You are my mother and my sister,' | |
| | 15 | Where then is my hope? As for my hope, who can see it? | |
| | 16 | Will they go down to the gates of Sheol? Shall we have rest together in the dust?" | |
