17 My spirit is
broken, [ a ]
my days have faded out, [ b ]
the grave [ c ] awaits me.
2 Surely mockery [ d ] is with me; [ e ]
my eyes must dwell on their hostility. [ f ]
3 Set my pledge [ g ] beside you.
Who else will put up security for me? [ h ]
4 Because [ i ] you have closed their [ j ] minds to understanding,
therefore you will not exalt them. [ k ]
5 If a man denounces his
friends for personal gain, [ l ]
the eyes of his children will fail.
6 He has made me [ m ] a byword [ n ] to people,
I am the one in whose face they spit. [ o ]
7 My eyes have grown
dim [ p ] with grief;
my whole frame [ q ] is but a shadow.
8 Upright men are
appalled [ r ] at this;
the innocent man is troubled [ s ] with the godless.
9 But the righteous man
holds to his way,
and the one with clean hands grows stronger. [ t ]
10 “But turn, all of
you, [ u ] and come [ v ] now! [ w ]
I will not find a wise man among you.
11 My days have passed, my
plans [ x ] are shattered,
even [ y ] the desires [ z ] of my heart.
12 These men [ aa ] change [ ab ] night into day;
they say, [ ac ] ‘The light is near
in the face of darkness.’ [ ad ]
13 If [ ae ] I hope for the grave to be my home,
if I spread out my bed in darkness,
14 if I cry out [ af ] to corruption, [ ag ] ‘You are my father,’
and to the worm, ‘My mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
15 where then [ ah ] is my hope?
And my hope, [ ai ] who sees it?
16 Will [ aj ] it [ ak ] go down to the barred gates [ al ] of death?
Will [ am ] we descend [ an ] together into the dust?”