I say: “My God, do not take me
in the middle of my life!
Your years continue through all generations.
The righteous one perishes,
and no one takes it to heart;
faithful men are swept away,
with no one realizing
that the righteous one is swept away
from the presence of evil.
His bones may be full of youthful vigor,
but will lie down with him in the grave.
They were snatched away before their time,
and their foundations were washed away by a river.
Don’t be excessively wicked, and don’t be foolish. Why should you die before your time?
I said: In the prime of my life
I must go to the gates of Sheol;
I am deprived of the rest of my years.
?LamedThey cry out to their mothers:
Where is the grain and wine?
as they faint like the wounded
in the streets of the city,
as their lives fade away
in the arms of their mothers.
They die in their youth;
their life ends among male cult prostitutes.