מָשַׁל

He has cast me into the mire. I have become like dust and ashes.

To you, Yahweh, I call. My rock, don’t be deaf to me, lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

But man, despite his riches, doesn’t endure. He is like the animals that perish.

A man who has riches without understanding, is like the animals that perish.

Hurry to answer me, Yahweh. My spirit fails. Don’t hide your face from me, so that I don’t become like those who go down into the pit.

They all will answer and ask you, “Have you also become as weak as we are? Have you become like us?”

“To whom will you compare me, and consider my equal, and compare me, as if we were the same?