Why should I patiently hope when my strength is gone?
I have only a few days left. Why don't you leave me alone? Let me find some relief,
Do you really enjoy frightening a fallen leaf?
I am rotting away like cloth eaten by worms.
My hopes have died, my time is up, and the grave is ready.
I could tell the world below to prepare me a bed.
My complaint is against God; that's why I am impatient.
You have really been helpful to someone weak and weary.
I am not strong as stone or bronze,
I should still be strong, but you, LORD, have made an old person of me.
"Please, LORD, show me my future. Will I soon be gone?
You made my life short, so brief that the time means nothing to you. "Human life is but a breath,