6 “My days go by faster than a weaver’s tool,and they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember, God, that my life is only 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 As a cloud disappears and is gone,people go to the grave and never return.
10 They will never come back to their houses again,and their places will not know them 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.
12 I am not the sea or the sea monster.So why have you set a guard over me?