So am I made to possess months of misery,\par\tab And wearisome nights are appointed to me.
I am weary with my groaning;\par\tab Every night make I my bed to swim;\par\tab I water my couch with my tears.
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and a striving after wind.
Behold, thou hast made my days {\i as} handbreadths;\par\tab And my life-time is as nothing before thee:\par\tab Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. {\i Selah
Oh that I were as in the months of old,\par\tab As in the days when God watched over me;
But now he hath made me weary:\par\tab Thou hast made desolate all my company.
As a servant that earnestly desireth the shadow,\par\tab And as a hireling that looketh for his wages:
For he performeth that which is appointed for me:\par\tab And many such things are with him.
Mine eye wasteth away because of grief;\par\tab It waxeth old because of all mine adversaries.