Olam 2

But as for you all, do ye return, and come now: for I cannot find <i>one</i> wise <i>man</i> among you.

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, <i>even</i> the thoughts of my heart.

They change the night into day: the light <i>is</i> short because of darkness.

If I wait, the grave <i>is</i> mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

I have said to corruption, Thou <i>art</i> my father: to the worm, <i>Thou art</i> my mother, and my sister.

And where <i>is</i> now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?

They shall go down to the bars of the pit, when <i>our</i> rest together <i>is</i> in the dust.

Then answered Bildad the Shuhite, and said,

How long <i>will it be ere</i> ye make an end of words? mark, and afterwards we will speak.

Wherefore are we counted as beasts, <i>and</i> reputed vile in your sight?