[1]MY spirit is weary, my days are extinct; the grave is ready for me,[2]For there is no falsehood in me, and yet my spirit dwells in their bitterness.[3]Make me, I pray thee, a hostage with thee; then I will surrender myself.[4]For thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore they shall exalt themselves in their deception.[5]When a friend behaves insolently toward his friend, even the eyes of his children shall fail.[6]He has granted power to the nations; I shall be derided before them.[7]My eye is dim because of anger, and all my senses are like a shadow.[8]Upright men shall be amazed at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the guilty.[9]The righteous also shall hold to his way, and he that has clean hands shall be stronger and stronger[10]But as for you all, you are hypocritical, and yet you return and come to me; but I cannot find a wise man among you.[11]O you time wasters! Dawdlers! Who think about nothing! O you destroyers of the hearts of the people![12]You change the night into day; and you bring forth the light before the darkness is over.[13]If I wait, Sheol is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness.[14]I have said to corruption, You are my father; to the worm, You are my mother and my sister.[15]Where is now my hope and my trust? As for my hope, who shall find it?[16]They shall go down to the bottom of Sheol; they shall descend together into the dust