so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
Surely now God has worn me out; he has made desolate all my company.
For he will complete what he appoints for me; and many such things are in his mind.
“Oh, that I were as in the months of old, as in the days when God watched over me;
Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hireling who looks for his wages,
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
I am weary with my moaning; every night I flood my bed with tears; I drench my couch with my weeping.
My eye wastes away because of grief, it grows weak because of all my foes.
I have seen everything that is done under the sun; and behold, all is vanity and a striving after wind.