9 The righteous holds to his way,the one with clean hands increases in strength.
10 But turn now, and come on again;I do not find a wise man among you!
11 My days pass by, my plans are at an end,the yearning of my heart.
12 They would change the night into day;where there is darkness they talk of approaching light.
13 If my only hope is dwelling in Sheol,and spreading my couch in darkness,
14 If I am to say to the pit, “You are my father,”and to the worm “my mother,” “my sister,”
15 Where then is my hope,my happiness, who can see it?