"Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me."
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They are destroyed from morning to evening: they perish for ever without any regarding it.
Even that it would please God to destroy me; that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!
So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.
He cometh forth like a flower, and is cut down: he fleeth also as a shadow, and continueth not.
My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
For I said in my haste, I am cut off from before thine eyes: nevertheless thou heardest the voice of my supplications when I cried unto thee.
The days of his youth hast thou shortened: thou hast covered him with shame. Selah.
My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.
He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
Princes also did sit and speak against me: but thy servant did meditate in thy statutes.
And the daughter of Zion is left as a cottage in a vineyard, as a lodge in a garden of cucumbers, as a besieged city.
It shall never be inhabited, neither shall it be dwelt in from generation to generation: neither shall the Arabian pitch tent there; neither shall the shepherds make their fold there.
For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened: not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life.
Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.
Yea, I think it meet, as long as I am in this tabernacle, to stir you up by putting you in remembrance;
For all the day long have I been plagued, and chastened every morning.
For we know that if our earthly house of this tabernacle were dissolved, we have a building of God, an house not made with hands, eternal in the heavens.
And as a vesture shalt thou fold them up, and they shall be changed: but thou art the same, and thy years shall not fail.
My resting-place is pulled up and taken away from me like a herdsman's tent: my life is rolled up like a linen-worker's thread; I am cut off from the cloth on the frame: from day even to night you give me up to pain.
Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent. I have cut off like a weaver my life. He separateth me from the thrum: -- from day to night thou wilt make an end of me.
Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
My age hath departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.
My dwelling is removed, and is carried away from me as a shepherd's tent: I have rolled up, like a weaver, my life; he will cut me off from the loom: From day even to night will you make an end of me.
My sojourning hath departed, And been removed from me as a shepherd's tent, I have drawn together, as a weaver, my life, By weakness it cutteth me off, From day unto night Thou dost end me.