11. My days have passed, my plans are shattered,even the desires of my heart.
12. These men change night into day;they say, ‘The light is near in the face of darkness.’
13. If I hope for the grave to be my home,if I spread out my bed in darkness,
14. If I cry to corruption, ‘You are my father,’and to the worm, ‘My Mother,’ or ‘My sister,’
15. where then is my hope?And my hope, who sees it?
16. Will it go down to the barred gates of death?Will we descend together into the dust?”