Add parallel Print Page Options

11 My yamim are past, my plans are broken, even the morashot (possessions, desires) of my lev.

12 They change the lailah into yom; the ohr is near to choshech, say they.

13 If I wait, Sheol is mine bais; I have made my bed in the choshech.

Read full chapter

11 My days have passed,(A) my plans are shattered.
    Yet the desires of my heart(B)
12 turn night into day;(C)
    in the face of the darkness light is near.(D)
13 If the only home I hope for is the grave,(E)
    if I spread out my bed(F) in the realm of darkness,(G)

Read full chapter