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1My spirit is broken. My days are extinguished. A graveyard awaits me.

1My spirit is broken, my days are cut short, the grave awaits me.

2Surely mockers surround me, and my eyes must gaze at their rebellion.

2Surely mockers surround me; my eyes must dwell on their hostility.

3Accept my pledge! Put up security for me. Who else will be my sponsor?

3"Give me, O God, the pledge you demand. Who else will put up security for me?

4You have closed their minds to understanding, therefore you will not honor them.

4You have closed their minds to understanding; therefore you will not let them triumph.

5If a man denounces his friends for a price, the eyes of his children will fail.

5If anyone denounces their friends for reward, the eyes of their children will fail.

6He has made me an object of scorn to the people; I have become a man people spit at.

6"God has made me a byword to everyone, a man in whose face people spit.

7My eyes have grown dim from grief, and my whole body has become but a shadow.

7My eyes have grown dim with grief; my whole frame is but a shadow.

8The upright are appalled at this, and the innocent are roused against the godless.

8The upright are appalled at this; the innocent are aroused against the ungodly.

9Yet the righteous person will hold to his way, and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger.

9Nevertheless, the righteous will hold to their ways, and those with clean hands will grow stronger.

10But come back and try again, all of you. I will not find a wise man among you.

10"But come on, all of you, try again! I will not find a wise man among you.

11My days have slipped by; my plans have been ruined, even the things dear to my heart.

11My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart

12They turned night into day and made light seem near in the face of darkness.

12turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.

13If I await Sheol as my home, spread out my bed in darkness,

13If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,

14and say to corruption, "You are my father," and to the maggot, "My mother" or "My sister,"

14if I say to corruption, 'You are my father,' and to the worm, 'My mother' or 'My sister,'

15where then is my hope? Who can see any hope for me?

15where then is my hope-- who can see any hope for me?

16Will it go down to the gates of Sheol, or will we descend together to the dust?

16Will it go down to the gates of death? Will we descend together into the dust?"