Yet the righteous holdeth on his way, and he that hath clean hands waxeth stronger and stronger.
But as for you all, do ye return, and come now; and I shall not find a wise man among you.
My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.
They change the night into day; the light is short because of darkness.
If I look for the nether-world as my house; if I have spread my couch in the darkness;
If I have said to corruption: 'Thou art my father', to the worm: 'Thou art my mother, and my sister';
Where then is my hope? And as for my hope, who shall see it?
They shall go down to the bars of the nether-world, when we are at rest together in the dust.