1“My spirit is broken. My days are extinct, and the grave is ready for me.
2Surely there are mockers with me. My eye dwells on their provocation.
3“Now give a pledge, be collateral for me with yourself. Who is there who will strike hands with me?
4For you have hidden their heart from understanding, Therefore you will not exalt them.
5He who denounces his friends for a prey, even the eyes of his children will fail.
6“But he has made me a byword of the people. They spit in my face.
7My eye also is dim by reason of sorrow. All my members are as a shadow.
8Upright men will be astonished at this. The innocent will stir up himself against the godless.
9Yet will the righteous hold on his way. He who has clean hands will grow stronger and stronger.
10But as for you all, come on again; I will not find a wise man among you.
11“My days are over, my plans are broken off, as are the desires of my heart.
12They change the night into day, saying ‘The light is near’ but are in the midst of darkness.
13If I look for Sheol to be my house, if I spread out my bed in the darkness,
14if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father;’ to the worm, ‘My mother,’ and ‘my sister;’
15where then is my hope? And as for any hope for me, who can see it?
16Will it go down with me to the gates of Sheol? Will we descend together into the dust?”