1 “My spirit is crushed,
and my life is nearly snuffed out.
The grave is ready to receive me.
I watch how bitterly they taunt me.
since no one else will stand up for me.
but do not let them triumph.
so let their children faint with hunger.
they spit in my face.
and I am but a shadow of my former self.
The innocent rise up against the ungodly.
and those with clean hands become stronger and stronger.
though I still won’t find a wise man among you.
My hopes have disappeared.
My heart’s desires are broken.
they claim that the darkness is light.
and make my bed in darkness?
and the maggot my mother or my sister?
Can anyone find it?
We will rest together in the dust!”
Job, 17 chapter. New Living Translation.