| 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. |