NHEB(i)
10 I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."
11 I said, "I won't see the LORD in the land of the living. I will not look on humankind any longer with the inhabitants of the world.
12 My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me like a shepherd's tent. I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life. He will cut me off from the loom. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
13 I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.
14 I chip like a swallow or a thrush. I moan like a dove. My eyes weaken looking upward.LORD, I am oppressed. Be my security.”