¹⁰ I said
in the cutting off of my days,
I shall go to the gates of the grave:
I am deprived of the residue of my years.
¹¹ I said,
I shall not see the LORD,
even the LORD,
in the land of the living:
I shall behold man no more with the inhabitants of the world.
¹² Mine age is departed,
and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent:
I have cut off like a weaver my life:
he will cut me off with pining sickness:
from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
¹³ I reckoned till morning,
that, as a lion,
so will he break all my bones:
from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

¹⁴ Like a crane or a swallow,
so did I chatter:
I did mourn as a dove:
mine eyes fail with looking upward:
O LORD,
I am oppressed;
undertake for me.
¹⁵ What shall I say?
he hath both spoken unto me,
and himself hath done it:
I shall go softly all my years
in the bitterness of my soul.

¹⁶ O Lord,
by these things men live,
and in all these things is the life of my spirit:
so wilt thou recover me,
and make me to live.
¹⁷ Behold,
for peace I had great bitterness [bitter, I was grieved]:
but thou hast in love to my soul delivered it from the pit of corruption:
for thou hast cast all my sins behind thy back.
¹⁸ For the grave cannot praise thee,
death can not celebrate thee:
they that go down into the pit cannot hope for thy truth.
¹⁹ The living,
the living,
he shall praise thee,
as I do this day:
the father to the children shall make known thy truth.

²⁰ The LORD was ready to save me:
therefore we will sing my songs to the stringed instruments
all the days of our life
in the house of the LORD.