My breath is corrupt,27 my days are extinct,8 the graves [are ready] for me.
[Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue4 in their provocation?53
Lay down3 now, put me in a surety3 with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike11 hands with me?
For thou hast hid1 their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt34 [them].
He that speaketh55 flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.4
He hath made52 me also a byword of the people; and aforetime I was as a tabret.
Mine eye also is dim4 by reason of sorrow, and all my members [are] as a shadow.
Upright [men] shall be astonied4 at this, and the innocent shall stir up113 himself against the hypocrite.
The righteous also shall hold on4 his way, and he that hath clean hands shall be55 stronger and stronger.
But as for you all, do ye return,4 and come3 now: for I cannot find4 [one] wise [man] among you.
My days are past,1 my purposes are broken off,8 [even] the thoughts of my heart.
They change4 the night into day: the light [is] short because of darkness.
If I wait,17 the grave [is] mine house: I have made14 my bed in the darkness.
I have said1 to corruption, Thou [art] my father: to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister.
And where [is] now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see4 it?
They shall go down4 to the bars of the pit, when [our] rest together [is] in the dust.