The small and great are there alike; and the servant is free from his master.
Wherewith is light given to him that is in misery, and life unto the bitter in soul--
Who long for death, but it cometh not; and dig for it more than for hid treasures;
Who rejoice unto exultation, and are glad, when they can find the grave?--
To a man whose way is hid, and whom G-d hath hedged in?
For my sighing cometh instead of my food, and my roarings are poured out like water.
For the thing which I did fear is come upon me, and that which I was afraid of hath overtaken me.
I was not at ease, neither was I quiet, neither had I rest; but trouble came.