10 I said: “In the prime of my life, I am to enter the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the rest of my years.”
11 I said: “I will not see Adonai, Adonai, in the land of the living. I will look on humanity no longer among the inhabitants of the world.
12 Like a shepherd’s tent, my dwelling is pulled up and carried away from me. Like a weaver I rolled up my life. He cuts me off from the loom. From day until night You make my end.
13 I stilled my soul till morning. Like a lion, He will break all my bones. From day till night You make my end.
14 Like a swallow or a crane, I whisper, I moan like a dove. My eyes are weary, looking upward. Adonai, I am oppressed, be my security!
15 What should I say? For He has spoken to me— He Himself has done it! I will wander about all my years because of the bitterness of my soul.
16 Adonai, by such things men live, and my spirit has life in them too. Restore me to health, and let me live!