5 My body is covered with worms and scabs.My skin is broken and full of running sores.
6 “My days go by faster than a weaver moves his tool.And they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember, God, that my life is only as long as a breath.My eyes will never see happy times again.
8 Those who see me now will see me no more.You will look for me, but I will be gone.
9 A cloud disappears and is gone.In the same way, a person who goes where the dead are does not return.
10 He will never come back to his house again.His place will not know him anymore.
11 “So I will not stay quiet.I will speak out in the suffering of my spirit.I will complain because I am so unhappy.