I have become a laughing stock to my companions
One calling to God for an answer.
Is not wisdom found among the aged,
And does not understanding come with a long life?
If only you would keep absolutely silent,
That would show wisdom on your part.
Oh man born of woman is short-lived and
his days although few are filled with trouble
He grope in darkness where there is no light.
However God draws him away from the brink of
distress, To a broad space,
free of restriction with food on the table as consolation.
For soon i will lie down in the dust,
and you will look for me
But i will be gone.