Job 10:20

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Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are ended without hope.

for we are but of yesterday and know nothing, because our days on earth are a shadow.

Now my days are swifter than a runner; they flee away, they see no good.

Man born of woman is of few days, and full of trouble.

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.

As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

What is man, that You should magnify him, and that You should set Your heart on him,

Withdraw Your hand far from me, and let not Your fear make me afraid.

Look away from me, and I will smile before I go away and be no more.