1. My breath is corrupt, my days are cut off, and the grave is ready for me.
2. Now there are only mockers with me, upon whose bitterness my eye continues to gaze.
3. Put up now, give me surety with thee; who is he that will strike hands with me?
4. For with these, thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore, thou shalt not exalt them.
5. He that speaks flattery to his neighbour, even the eyes of his sons shall fail.