1
My spirit is broken, my days are ended, the last resting-place is ready for me.
2
Truly, those who make sport of me are round about me, and my eyes become dark because of their bitter laughing.
3
Be pleased, now, to be responsible for me to yourself; for there is no other who will put his hand in mine.
4
You have kept their hearts from wisdom: for this cause you will not give them honour.
5
As for him who is false to his friend for a reward, light will be cut off from the eyes of his children.
6
He has made me a word of shame to the peoples; I have become a mark for their sport.
7
My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
8
The upright are surprised at this, and he who has done no wrong is troubled because of the evil-doers.
9
Still the upright keeps on his way, and he who has clean hands gets new strength.