Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should wait? And what is my end, that I should be patient?
Job 7:5-7
My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.
Job 10:20
Are not my days few? Then cease, and leave me alone, that I may find a little cheer
Job 13:25
Will you frighten a driven leaf and pursue dry chaff?
Job 13:28
Man wastes away like a rotten thing, like a garment that is moth-eaten.
Job 17:1
"My spirit is broken; my days are extinct; the graveyard is ready for me.
Job 17:14-16
if I say to the pit, 'You are my father,' and to the worm, 'My mother,' or 'My sister,'
Job 21:4
As for me, is my complaint against man? Why should I not be impatient?
Psalm 39:5
Behold, you have made my days a few handbreadths, and my lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely all mankind stands as a mere breath! Selah
Psalm 90:5-10
You sweep them away as with a flood; they are like a dream, like grass that is renewed in the morning:
Psalm 102:23
He has broken my strength in midcourse; he has shortened my days.
Psalm 103:14-16
For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.