Are not the days of my life few? Let me alone, that I may find a little comfort
“Man that is born of a woman is of few days, and full of trouble.
Look away from me, that I may know gladness, before I depart and be no more!”
Behold, thou hast made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing in thy sight. Surely every man stands as a mere breath! Selah
withdraw thy hand far from me, and let not dread of thee terrify me.
for we are but of yesterday, and know nothing, for our days on earth are a shadow.
he will not let me get my breath, but fills me with bitterness.
and were as though I had not been, carried from the womb to the grave.