CLV(i)
13 Since I expect the unseen as my house, I will strew out my berth in darkness;"
14 I will call out to the grave, My father are you, To the worm, My mother and my sister.
15 Where indeed is my expectation? And my good hope, who shall regard it?
16 Shall they descend by my side to the unseen, Or will our rest be together in the soil?