Who long for death, but there is none,
And dig for it more than for hidden treasures,

“How long will you say these things,
And the words of your mouth be a mighty wind?

“Wisdom is with aged men,
With long life is understanding.

“You will call, and I will answer You;
You will long for the work of Your hands.

“How long will you hunt for words?
Show understanding and then we can talk.

“How long will you torment me
And crush me with words?

For as long as life is in me,
And the breath of God is in my nostrils,

“Do not long for the night,
When people vanish in their place.