1. My spirit is consumed, my days are extinct, The grave is ready for me.
2. Surely there are mockers with me, And mine eye dwelleth upon their provocation.
3. Give now a pledge, be surety for me with thyself; Who is there that will strike hands with me?
4. For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: Therefore shalt thou not exalt them.
5. He that denounceth his friends for a prey, Even the eyes of his children shall fail.
6. But he hath made me a byword of the people; And they spit in my face.