Job 17:13DRA

11My days are past, my purposes are broken off, the thoughts of my heart.

12They change the night into day: the light short because of darkness.

13If I wait, the grave mine house: I have made my bed in the darkness.

14I have said to corruption, Thou my father: to the worm, my mother, and my sister.

15And where now my hope? as for my hope, who shall see it?