11. My days pass by, my plans are at an end,the yearning of my heart.
12. They would change the night into day;where there is darkness they talk of approaching light.
13. If my only hope is dwelling in Sheol,and spreading my couch in darkness,
14. If I am to say to the pit, “You are my father,”and to the worm “my mother,” “my sister,”
15. Where then is my hope,my happiness, who can see it?