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For the years that are few are coming on, and I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, the grave is ready for me.

Give now a pledge, be surety for me with Thyself; who else is there that will strike hands with me?

For Thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore shalt Thou not exalt them.

He that denounceth his friends for the sake of flattery, even the eyes of his children shall fail.

But as for you all, do ye return, and come now; and I shall not find a wise man among you.

If I look for the nether-world as my house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness;

Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?

How long will ye lay snares for words? Consider, and afterwards we will speak.

Thou that tearest thyself in thine anger, shall the earth be forsaken for thee? Or shall the rock be removed out of its place?

For he is cast into a net by his own feet, and he walketh upon the toils.

A noose is hid for him in the ground, and a trap for him in the way.

His trouble shall be ravenous, and calamity shall be ready for his fall.

They that dwell in my house, and my maids, count me for a stranger; I am become an alien in their sight.

Have pity upon me, have pity upon me, O ye my friends; for the hand of God hath touched me.

That with an iron pen and lead they were graven in the rock for ever!

But as for me, I know that my Redeemer liveth, and that He will witness at the last upon the dust;

Whom I, even I, shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another's. My reins are consumed within me.

Be ye afraid of the sword; for wrath bringeth the punishments of the sword, that ye may know there is a judgment.

That the triumphing of the wicked is short, and the joy of the godless but for a moment?