6. My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle;they reach their end without hope.
7. Remember that my life is wind;my eyes won’t see pleasure again.
8. The eye that sees me now will no longer look on me;your eyes will be on me, and I won’t exist.
9. A cloud breaks apart and moves on—like the one who descends to the grave and won’t rise,
10. won’t return home again,won’t be recognized in town anymore.
11. But I won’t keep quiet;I will speak in the adversity of my spirit,groan in the bitterness of my life.
12. Am I Sea or the Sea Monsterthat you place me under guard?
13. If I say, "My couch will comfort me,"my bed will diminish my murmuring.
14. You scare me with dreams,frighten me with visions.
15. I would choose stranglingand death instead of my bones.
16. I reject life; I don’t want to live long;leave me alone, for my days are empty.