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Only a few years will pass

Before I go on a journey of no return

My spirit is broken

My days are cut short

The grave awaits me

Surely mockers surrond me

My eyes must dwell on their hositliy

Give me, Oh God, the pledge you demand

Who else will put up security for me?

You have closed their minds to understanding

Therefore you will not let them triumph

If a man denounces his friends for reward

the eyes of his children will fail

God has made me a byword to everyone

a man in whose face people spit

My eyes have grown dim with grief

my whole frame is but a shadow

So come on all of you and try again

I will not find a wise man among you

My day have passed my plans are shattered

And so are desires of my heart

These men turn night into day

In the face of darkness they say:

Light is near

If the only home I hope for is the grave

If I spread out my bed in darkness

If I say to corruption: You are my father

And to the worm: You are the mother or my sister

Where then is my hope?

Who can see any hope for me?

Will it go down to the gates of death?

Will we descend together into the dust?