21. Who long for death, and it cometh not, and dig for it more than for hidden treasures;
22. Who rejoice even exultingly and are glad when they find the grave? --
23. To the man whose way is hidden, and whom +God hath hedged in?
24. For my sighing cometh before my bread, and my groanings are poured out like the waters.
25. For I feared a fear, and it hath come upon me, and that which I dreaded hath come to me.
26. I was not in safety, neither had I quietness, neither was I at rest, and trouble came.