11. My days are passing by.My plans are broken.My dreams ⌊are shattered⌋.
12. You say that night is day.Light has nearly become darkness.
13. If I look for the grave as my homeand make my bed in the darkness,
14. if I say to the pit, ‘You are my father,’and to the worm, ‘You are my mother and sister,’
15. then where is my hope?Can you see any hope left in me?
16. Will hope go down with me to the gates of the grave?Will my hope rest with me in the dust?”