"But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.111
My days have passed,2 my plans are shattered, and so are the desires of my heart.312
These men turn night into day;4 in the face of darkness they say, 'Light is near.'513
If the only home I hope for is the grave,a6 if I spread out my bed7 in darkness,814
if I say to corruption,9 'You are my father,' and to the worm,10 'My mother' or 'My sister,'
where then is my hope?11 Who can see any hope for me?1216
Will it go down to the gates of deathb ?13 Will we descend together into the dust?"14