Yes, I am like one who cannot hear, whose mouth has no arguments.
On the day I called, You answered me. You made me bold with strength in my soul.
I called upon You, O God, for You will answer me. Incline Your ear to me, hear my speech.
Everyone goes about as a mere phantom. Surely they are making an uproar in vain, heaping up stuff— yet not knowing who will gather it.
He was oppressed and He was afflicted yet He did not open His mouth. Like a lamb led to the slaughter, like a sheep before its shearers is silent, so He did not open His mouth.