Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer
“Man who is born of a woman is few of days and full of trouble.
Look away from me, that I may smile again, before I depart and am no more!”
As for man, his days are like grass; he flourishes like a flower of the field; for the wind passes over it, and it is gone, and its place knows it no more.
Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah
withdraw your hand far from me, and let not dread of you terrify me.
“My days are swifter than a runner; they flee away; they see no good. They go by like skiffs of reed, like an eagle swooping on the prey.
For we are but of yesterday and know nothing, for our days on earth are a shadow.
I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath. What is man, that you make so much of him, and that you set your heart on him, visit him every morning and test him every moment? How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit? If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of mankind? Why have you made me your mark? Why have I become a burden to you?
My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope. “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good.
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