13 If the only home I hope for is the grave,(A)
    if I spread out my bed(B) in the realm of darkness,(C)
14 if I say to corruption,(D) ‘You are my father,’
    and to the worm,(E) ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’
15 where then is my hope—(F)
    who can see any hope for me?(G)
16 Will it go down to the gates of death?(H)
    Will we descend together into the dust?”(I)

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13 If I wait, the grave is mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

14 I have said to corruption, Thou art my father: to the worm, Thou art my mother, and my sister.

15 And where is now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

16 They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when our rest together is in the dust.

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