My life is drawing to an end; hope has disappeared.
My hopes have died, my time is up, and the grave is ready.
But all my friends can do is offer empty hopes.
and my days are running out quicker than the thread of a fast-moving needle.
We humans make plans, but the LORD has the final word.
We make our own plans, but the LORD decides where we will go.
We may make a lot of plans, but the LORD will do what he has decided.
Work hard at whatever you do. You will soon go to the world of the dead, where no one works or thinks or reasons or knows anything.
I thought I would die during my best years and stay as a prisoner forever in the world of the dead.
Get together and make plans, but you will fail because God is with us.
No one can do anything without the Lord's approval.
My friends, I want you to know that I have often planned to come for a visit. But something has always kept me from doing it. I want to win followers to Christ in Rome, as I have done in many other places.