1MY spirit is weary, my days are extinct; the grave is ready for me, 2For there is no falsehood in me, and yet my spirit dwells in their bitterness. 3Make me, I pray thee, a hostage with thee; then I will surrender myself. 4For thou hast hid their heart from understanding; therefore they shall exalt themselves in their deception. 5When a friend behaves insolently toward his friend, even the eyes of his children shall fail. 6He has granted power to the nations; I shall be derided before them. 7My eye is dim because of anger, and all my senses are like a shadow. 8Upright men shall be amazed at this, and the innocent shall stir himself up against the guilty. 9The righteous also shall hold to his way, and he that has clean hands shall be stronger and stronger. 10But as for you all, you are hypocritical, and yet you return and come to me; but I cannot find a wise man among you. 11O you time wasters! Dawdlers! Who think about nothing! O you destroyers of the hearts of the people! 12You change the night into day; and you bring forth the light before the darkness is over. 13If I wait, Sheol is my house; I have made my bed in the darkness. 14I have said to corruption, You are my father; to the worm, You are my mother and my sister. 15Where is now my hope and my trust? As for my hope, who shall find it? 16They shall go down to the bottom of Sheol; they shall descend together into the dust. Holy Bible From The Ancient Eastern Texts: Aramaic Of The Peshitta by George M. Lamsa (1933) |