so I am made to possess months of vanity, and weary nights are appointed to me.
But now He has made me weary; You have made all my company desolate.
For He fulfilled my lot, and many things like these are with Him.
Oh that I were as in months past, as in the days when God watched over me;
As a servant earnestly desires the shadow, and as a hireling looks for his wages,
Behold, You have made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before You. Surely every man standing is altogether vanity. Selah.
I am weary in my groaning; all the night I make my bed swim; I melt my couch with my tears.
My eye is dim because of grief; it wastes away because of all my enemies.
I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and vexation of spirit.