The Book of Job

My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; graves [are] for me.

[Are] not mockeries with me? And my eye rests on their insults.

Please lay down a pledge for me with Yourself; who [is] he [who] will strike my hand with me?

For You have hidden their heart from understanding; therefore You shall not exalt [them].

He informs [against] friends for a share; even his son's eyes shall be consumed.

He has also set me as a byword of the peoples, and I am a spitting to the faces.

And my eye is dim from grief; and all my members [are] like a shadow.

Upright ones shall be amazed at this; and the innocent shall stir himself against the ungodly.

And now all of them, go back and please come again; and I shall not find among you a wise man.

My days have passed; my plans [are] broken off, the desires of my heart.

They set night for day; light [is] near in the face of darkness.

If I wait for Sheol [as] my house, I have spread out my bed in the darkness;

I have said to corruption, You [are] my father; to the worm, My mother and my sister.

And where then [is] my hope? And [as for] my hope, who shall see it?

They shall go down [to] the bars of Sheol, when [our] descent together [is] in the dust.