Rejoicing with joy when they find the grave;
And the eyes of the unjust shall be consumed, and flight shall perish from them, and their hope a breathing out of the soul.
And the clods of the valley were sweet to him, and every man shall draw after him, and before him no number.
Waiting for death, and it is not; and they will dig more than for hidden treasures;
To a man whose way was hid, and God will hedge about him?
And it will yet be my consolation, and I shall exult in pain: he will not spare; for I hid not the words of of the Holy One.
Who will give my asking shall come? and will God give my expectation?
And my soul will choose strangling; death rather than my bones.
And I praise the dead already dead more than the living they yet living.
And good above them two which were not yet, which saw not the evil work which was done under the sun.
And death was chosen above life to all the remnant of those being left from this evil family, in all the places being left where I cast them out there, says Jehovah of armies.
