"IfI lookfor Sheolas my home,I makemy bedin the darkness;
"Ifa mandies,will he live[again]? Allthe daysof my struggleI will waitUntilmy changecomes.
"My spiritis broken,my daysare extinguished,The graveis [ready] for me.
"They makenightinto day,[saying], 'The lightis near,'in the presenceof darkness.
"For nowI would have laindownand beenquiet;I would have sleptthen,I would have beenat rest,
"For I knowthat You will bringme to deathAnd to the houseof meetingfor allliving.
"Whatis my strength,that I should wait?And whatis my end,that I should endure?
"When a cloudvanishes,it is gone,Sohe who goesdownto Sheoldoes not comeup.
IfI ascendto heaven,You are there;If I makemy bedin Sheol,behold,You are there.
Waitfor the LORD;Be strongand let your hearttakecourage;Yes, waitfor the LORD.
Furthermore,men are afraidof a highplace and of terrorson the road;the almondtreeblossoms,the grasshopperdragshimself along, and the caperberryis ineffective.For mangoesto his eternalhomewhile mournersgoaboutin the street.
He entersinto peace;They restin their beds,[Each one] who walkedin his uprightway.
