7 Remember that my life is like the wind;my eye will not see happiness again.
8 The eye that now sees me shall no more behold me;when your eye is on me, I shall be gone.
9 As a cloud dissolves and vanishes,so whoever goes down to Sheol shall not come up.
10 They shall not return home again;their place shall know them no more.
11 My own utterance I will not restrain;I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I the Sea, or the dragon,that you place a watch over me?
13 When I say, “My bed shall comfort me,my couch shall ease my complaint,”