11. My days have passed by, My devices have been broken off, The possessions of my heart!
12. Night for day they appoint, Light [is] near because of darkness.
13. If I wait--Sheol [is] my house, In darkness I have spread out my couch.
14. To corruption I have called: --`Thou [art] my father.' `My mother' and `my sister' --to the worm.
15. And where [is] now my hope? Yea, my hope, who doth behold it?
16. [To] the parts of Sheol ye go down, If together on the dust we may rest.