Job 6:11
"Do I have the strength to wait? And why should I be patient?
Job 7:5-7
My skin is covered with worms and clods of dirt; my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.
Job 10:20
My days are so few, aren't they? So leave me alone, then, so I can smile a little
Job 13:25
Are you a god who would make a leaf tremble or who would prosecute a dry straw?
Job 13:28
So I'm a man who wears out like something rotten, like a garment that has become moth-eaten."
Job 17:1
"My spirit is crushed, my days are over; it's the grave for me!
Job 17:14-16
if I call out to the Pit, "You're my father!' or say to the worm, "My mother!' or "My sister!'
Job 21:4
After all, isn't my complaint against a human being? If so, why shouldn't I be impatient?
Psalm 39:5
Look, you have made my life span fit in your hand; It is nothing compared to yours. Surely every person at their best is a puff of wind. Interlude
Psalm 90:5-10
You will sweep them away while they are asleep by morning they are like growing grass.
Psalm 102:23
He has weakened my strength along the way. He has cut short my days.
Psalm 103:14-16
For he knows how we were formed, aware that we were made from dust.