1 “My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; the grave awaits me. | TOSK |
2 Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion. | TOSK |
3 Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. Who else will be my guarantor? | TOSK |
4 You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore You will not exalt them. | TOSK |
5 If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail. | TOSK |
6 He has made me a byword among the people, a man in whose face they spit. | TOSK |
7 My eyes have grown dim with grief, and my whole body is but a shadow. | TOSK |
8 The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are stirred against the godless. | TOSK |
9 Yet a righteous one holds to his way, and the one with clean hands grows stronger. | TOSK |
10 But come back and try again, all of you. For I will not find a wise man among you. | TOSK |
11 My days have passed; my plans are broken off—even the desires of my heart. | TOSK |
12 They have turned night into day, making light seem near in the face of darkness. | TOSK |
13 If I look for Sheol as my home, if I spread out my bed in darkness, | TOSK |
14 and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’ | TOSK |
15 where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me? | TOSK |
16 Will it go down to the gates of Sheol? Will we go down together into the dust?” | TOSK |