My spiritרוּחִיis broken,חֻבָּלָהmy daysיָמַיare extinguished;נִזְעָכוּthe gravesקְבָרִיםare for me.לִי
Surelyאִם לֹאthere are mockeriesהֲתֻלִיםwith me,עִמָּדִיand on their provocationsוּבְהַמְּרוֹתָםmy eyeעֵינִיspends the night.תָּלַן
Lay down my pledge,שִׂימָהplease;נָּאbe surety for meעָרְבֵנִיwith yourself.עִמָּךְWhoמִיis heהוּאthat will strike handsיִתָּקֵעַwith me?לְיָדִי
Forכִּיyou have hiddenצָפַנְתָּtheir heartלִבָּםfrom prudence;מִּשָּׂכֶלthereforeעַל כֵּןyou will notלֹאexalt them.תְרֹמֵם
He who for a shareלְחֵלֶקdenouncesיַגִּידcompanions,רֵעִיםthe eyesוְעֵינֵיof his childrenבָנָיוwill fail.תִּכְלֶנָה
And he has made meוְהִצִּגַנִיa bywordלִמְשֹׁלof peoples,עַמִּיםand spittingוְתֹפֶתin the faceלְפָנִיםI am.אֶהְיֶה
And my eyeוַ עֵינִיhas grown dimתֵּכַהּfrom vexation,מִכַּעַשׂand my limbsוִיצֻרַיare like a shadow,כַּצֵּלall of them.כֻּלָּם
The uprightיְשָׁרִיםare appalledיָשֹׁמּוּatעַלthis,זֹאתand the innocentוְנָקִיrouses himselfיִתְעֹרָרagainstעַלthe godless.חָנֵף
And the righteousוְ צַדִּיקholds fastיֹאחֵזto his way,דַּרְכּוֹand the one pureוּטֳהָרof handsיָדַיִםgrowsיֹסִיףin firmness.אֹמֶץ
Butוְאוּלָםall of you,כֻּלָּםcome backתָּשֻׁבוּand come,וּבֹאוּplease,נָאand I will notוְלֹאfindאֶמְצָאa wise manחָכָםamong you.בָכֶם
My daysיָמַיhave passed;עָבְרוּmy plansזִמֹּתַיare torn apart,נִתְּקוּthe possessionsמוֹרָשֵׁיof my heart.לְבָבִי
Nightלַיְלָהthey turnיָשִׂימוּinto day:לְיוֹם‘Lightאוֹרis near,’קָרוֹבthey say, in the face ofמִפְּנֵיdarkness.חֹשֶׁךְ
IfאִםI hope forאֲקַוֶּהSheolשְׁאוֹלas my house,בֵּיתִיin darknessבַּחֹשֶׁךְI spread outרִפַּדְתִּיmy bed;יְצוּעָי
to the pitלַשַּׁחַתI call,קָרָאתִי‘Youאָתָּהare my father’;אָבִי‘My motherאִמִּיand my sister,’וַאֲחֹתִיto the worms;לָרִמָּה
where,וְאַיֵּהthen,אֵפוֹis my hope?תִקְוָתִיAnd my hope,וְתִקְוָתִיwhoמִיwill catch sight of it?יְשׁוּרֶנָּה
Will it go downתֵּרַדְנָהto the barsבַּדֵּיof Sheol?שְׁאֹלOrאִםtogetherיַחַדinto the dustעַל עָפָרwill be the descent?”נָחַת