¹⁷ There the wicked cease from troubling; and there the weary be at rest.

⁸ The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.

⁹ As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.

¹⁰ He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.

²¹ And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

²² A land of darkness, as darkness itself; and of the shadow of death, without any order, and where the light is as darkness.

¹⁹ Who is he that will plead with me? for now, if I hold my tongue, I shall give up the ghost.