Job 7:2-7

2 Like a slave who longs for ^athe shadow,
and like ^ba hired hand who looks for his ^cwages,
3 so I am allotted months of ^demptiness,
^eand nights of misery are apportioned to me.
4 ^fWhen I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’
But the night is long,
and I am full of tossing till the dawn.
5 My flesh is clothed with ^gworms and ^hdirt;
my skin hardens, then ⁱbreaks out afresh.
6 My days are ^jswifter than ^ka weaver’s shuttle
and come to their end without hope.
7 “Remember that my life is a ^lbreath;
my eye will never again see good.