I said, "In the prime of my life1 must I go through the gates of deatha2 and be robbed of the rest of my years?3"
I said, "I will not again see the LORD, the LORD,4 in the land of the living;5 no longer will I look on mankind, or be with those who now dwell in this world.b12
Like a shepherd's tent6 my house has been pulled down7 and taken from me. Like a weaver I have rolled8 up my life, and he has cut me off from the loom;9 day and night10 you made an end of me.
I waited patiently11 till dawn, but like a lion he broke12 all my bones;13 day and night14 you made an end of me.
I cried like a swift or thrush, I moaned like a mourning dove.15 My eyes grew weak16 as I looked to the heavens. I am troubled; O Lord, come to my aid!"17