6“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
7Oh, remember that my life is a breath!
My eye will never again see good.
8The eye of him who sees me will see me no more;
While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.
9As the cloud disappears and vanishes away,
So he who goes down to the grave does not come up.
10He shall never return to his house,
Nor shall his place know him anymore.

11“Therefore I will not restrain my mouth;
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I a sea, or a sea serpent,
That You set a guard over me?
13When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
My couch will ease my complaint,’
14Then You scare me with dreams
And terrify me with visions,
15So that my soul chooses strangling
And death rather than [b]my body.
16I loathe my life;
I would not live forever.
Let me alone,
For my days are but [c]a breath.

17“What is man, that You should exalt him,
That You should set Your heart on him,
18That You should [d]visit him every morning,
And test him every moment?
19How long?
Will You not look away from me,
And let me alone till I swallow my saliva?
20Have I sinned?
What have I done to You, O watcher of men?
Why have You set me as Your target,
So that I am a burden [e]to myself?
21Why then do You not pardon my transgression,
And take away my iniquity?
For now I will lie down in the dust,
And You will seek me diligently,
But I will no longer be.”