What strength do I have to keep on living? Why go on living when I have no hope?

I have no strength left to save myself; there is nowhere I can turn for help.

I will call the grave my father, and the worms that eat me I will call my mother and my sisters.

Hope will not go with me when I go down to the world of the dead.

I am worn out, LORD, waiting for you to save me; I place my trust in your word.