MLV(i)
11 My days are past. My purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
12 They change the night into day. The light, they say, is near to the darkness.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness, 14 if I have said to corruption, You are my father, to the worm, My mother and my sister, 15 where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who will see it? 16 It will go down to the bars of Sheol when once there is rest in the dust.
13 If I look for Sheol as my house, if I have spread my couch in the darkness, 14 if I have said to corruption, You are my father, to the worm, My mother and my sister, 15 where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who will see it? 16 It will go down to the bars of Sheol when once there is rest in the dust.