10 I said, ‘In the prime of my lifemust I go through the gates of deathand be robbed of the rest of my years?’
11 I said, ‘I will not again see the Lord himselfin the land of the living;no longer will I look on my fellow man,or be with those who now dwell in this world.
12 Like a shepherd’s tent my househas been pulled down and taken from me.Like a weaver I have rolled up my life,and he has cut me off from the loom;day and night you made an end of me.
13 I waited patiently till dawn,but like a lion he broke all my bones;day and night you made an end of me.
14 I cried like a swift or thrush,I moaned like a mourning dove.My eyes grew weak as I looked to the heavens.I am being threatened; Lord, come to my aid!’
15 But what can I say?He has spoken to me, and he himself has done this.I will walk humbly all my yearsbecause of this anguish of my soul.
16 Lord, by such things people live;and my spirit finds life in them too.You restored me to healthand let me live.