9 As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he that goes down to Sheol, who shall not come up again;
10 he shall return no more to his house; neither shall his place know him any more.
11 Therefore, I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a dragon, that thou settest a watch over me?
13 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14 then thou dost scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
15 And my soul thought it better to be strangled and desired death more than my bones.