ERV(i)
11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the droughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into a day: the fight, [say they], is near unto the darkness.
13 If I look for Sheol as mine house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness;
14 If I have said to corruption, Thou art my father; to the worm, [Thou art] my mother, and my sister;
15 Where then is my hope? and as for my hope, who shall see it?