1 M y spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.

2 S urely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.

3 G ive now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?

4 F or thou hast hid their heart from understanding: Therefore shalt thou not exalt them.

5 H e that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.

6 B ut he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.

7 M ine eye also is dim by reason of sorrow, And all my members are as a shadow.

8 U pright men shall be astonished at this, And the innocent shall stir up himself against the godless.

9 Y et shall the righteous hold on his way, And he that hath clean hands shall wax stronger and stronger.

10 B ut as for you all, come on now again; And I shall not find a wise man among you.

11 M y days are past, my purposes are broken off, Even the thoughts of my heart.

12 T hey change the night into day: The light, say they, is near unto the darkness.

13 I f I look for Sheol as my house; If I have spread my couch in the darkness;

14 I f I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; To the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister;

15 W here then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

16 I t shall go down to the bars of Sheol, When once there is rest in the dust.