“My brothers have acted deceitfully like a brook,
Like the torrents of brooks that vanish,

Who does great things, [beyond understanding,] unfathomable,
Yes, marvelous and wondrous things without number.

“For you would forget your trouble;
You would remember it as waters that have passed by.

“Oh, that you would be completely silent,
And that silence would be your wisdom!

“Since his days are determined,
The number of his months is with You [in Your control],
And You have made his limits so he cannot pass [his allotted time].

“Oh, that You would hide me in Sheol (the nether world, the place of the dead),
That You would conceal me until Your wrath is past,
That You would set a definite time and then remember me [and in Your lovingkindness imprint me on your heart]!

“My days are past, my purposes and plans are frustrated and torn apart;
The wishes of my heart [are broken].

“He has walled up my way so that I cannot pass,
And He has set darkness upon my paths.

“They are insignificant on the surface of the water;
Their portion is cursed on the earth;
They do not turn toward the vineyards.

“In a moment they die, even at midnight
The people are shaken and pass away,
And the powerful are taken away without a [human] hand.

“He breaks mighty men without inquiry,
And sets others in their place.