Job 17:11-15

11My days have passed, my plans are shattered. Yet the desires of my heart

12turn night into day; in the face of the darkness light is near.

13If the only home I hope for is the grave, if I spread out my bed in the realm of darkness,

14if I say to corruption, ‘You are my father,’ and to the worm, ‘My mother’ or ‘My sister,’

15where then is my hope— who can see any hope for me?