But now He has made me weary. You have desolated all my company.
My soul loathes my life; I will leave my complaint on myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.
My scorners are my friends; my eye pours out tears to God.
He has put my brothers from me; and ones knowing me truly are estranged from me.
There the wicked ones cease from turmoil, and there the weary of strength are at rest;
Is not my help within me? And is wisdom driven from me?
I despise them; I will not live always. Cease from me, for my days are vanity.
so I am caused to inherit months of emptiness; and nights of trouble are appointed to me.
The Lord Jehovah has given to Me the tongue of learned ones, to know to help the weary with a word. He arouses in the morning; He wakens the ear to Me, to hear as the learned ones.
And I also have made you sick, to strike you, to desolate you because of your sins.