O earth, cover not thou my blood, and let my cry have no place.
Also now, behold, my witness [is] in heaven, and my record [is] on high.
My friends scorn me: [but] mine eye poureth out [tears] unto God.
O that one might plead for a man with God, as a man [pleadeth] for his neighbour!
When a few years are come, then I shall go the way [whence] I shall not return.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves [are ready] for me.
[Are there] not mockers with me? and doth not mine eye continue in their provocation?
Lay down now, put me in a surety with thee; who [is] he [that] will strike hands with me?
For thou hast hid their heart from understanding: therefore shalt thou not exalt [them].
He that speaketh flattery to [his] friends, even the eyes of his children shall fail.
