²² For when a few years are finished,
I shall ^(A)go the way of no return.

^11 (A)My days are past,
My purposes are broken off,
Even the ^[a]thoughts of my heart.

^12 (A)My life span is gone,
Taken from me like a shepherd’s tent;
I have cut off my life like a weaver.
He cuts me off from the loom;
From day until night You make an end of me.