¹“My spirit is broken; my days are extinguished; ²Surely mockers surround me, ³Give me, I pray, the pledge You demand. ⁴You have closed their minds to understanding; ⁵If a man denounces his friends for a price, ⁶He has made me a byword among the people, ⁷My eyes have grown dim with grief, ⁸The upright are appalled at this, ⁹Yet a righteous one holds to his way, ¹⁰But come back and try again, all of you. ¹¹My days have passed; my plans are broken off — ¹²They have turned night into day, ¹³If I look for Sheol as my home, ¹⁴and say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ ¹⁵where then is my hope? ¹⁶Will it go down to the gates of Sheol?