If I wait for the grave as my home, I have made my bed in the darkness;
He shall enter into peace; they shall rest in their beds, each one walking in his uprightness.
If I go up into Heaven, You are there; if I make my bed in Sheol, behold, You are there.
Hope in Jehovah; be of good courage, and He shall make your heart strong; yea, hope in Jehovah.
For I know that You will bring me to death, and to the house appointed for all living.
My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the graves are ready for me.
If a man die, shall he revive? All the days of my warfare I will wait, until my change comes.
For now I should have lain still and been quiet; I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest
As the cloud falls and vanishes away, so he who goes down to the grave shall come up no more.
They set night for day; the light is near in the face of darkness.
also they are afraid of the high place, and terrors along the way, and the almond tree shall blossom, and the grasshopper shall be a burden, and desire shall fail; because man goes to his long home, and the mourners go about the streets;
What is my strength, that I should hope? And what is my end, that I should be patient?