3 Month after frustrating month has gone by. I have suffered night after night.
4 When I lie down, I think, ‘How long before it’s time to get up?’ The night drags on. I toss and turn until the sun comes up.
5 My skin is covered with worms and scabs. It is cracked and covered with sores.
6 “My days pass by faster than a weaver’s shuttle, and my life will end without hope.
7 God, remember, my life is like a breath. I will not get a second chance to enjoy it.
8 Those who see me now will never see me again. You watch me for a while, but then I am gone.
9 Just as clouds that come and go, people are put in the grave, never to rise again.