12. They have turned night into day, and I hope for light again after the darkness.
13. If I should wait, the underworld is my house, and in darkness I have spread out my bed.
14. I have said to decay and to worms: "You are my father, my mother, and my sister."
15. Therefore, where is my expectation now, and who is it that considers my patience?
16. Everything of mine will descend into the deepest underworld; do you think that, in that place at least, there will be rest for me?