8. Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
9. As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up.
10. Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11. Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
12. Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
13. If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
14. Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
15. So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
16. I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.