6 "My days pass by faster than a weaver can work. They come to an end. I don't have any hope.
7 God, remember that my life is only a breath. I'll never be happy again.
8 The eyes that see me now won't see me anymore. You will look for me. But I'll be gone.
9 When a cloud disappears, it's gone forever. And anyone who goes down to the grave never returns.
10 He never comes home again. Even his own family doesn't remember him.
11 "So I won't keep quiet. When I'm suffering greatly, I'll speak out. When my spirit is bitter, I'll tell you how unhappy I am.
12 Am I the ocean? Am I the sea monster? If I'm not, why do you guard me so closely?