LITV(i)
11 My days have passed; my plans are broken off, the desires of my heart.
12 They set night for day; light is near in the face of darkness.
13 If I wait for Sheol as my house, I have spread out my bed in the darkness;
14 I have said to corruption, You are my father; to the worm, My mother and my sister.
15 And where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
16 They shall go down to the bars of Sheol, when our descent together is in the dust.