Job 6:11
What is my strength that I should hope? What is my end that I should prolong my life?
Job 7:5-7
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken and abominable.
Job 10:20
Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,
Job 13:25
Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? Wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
Job 13:28
And man, is as a rotten thing that is being consumed, as a garment that is moth eaten.
Job 17:1
My breath is corrupt, my days are cut off, and the grave is ready for me.
Job 17:14-16
I have said to the pit, Thou art my father; to the worms, my mother, and my sister.
Job 21:4
As for me, is my complaint to man? And if so, why should not my spirit be troubled?
Psalm 39:5
Behold, thou hast made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before thee; verily every man that lives is altogether vanity. Selah.
Psalm 90:5-10
Thou dost cause them to pass by as the waters of a river; they are as a dream, which is strong in the morning like grass.
Psalm 102:23
He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days.
Psalm 103:14-16
For he knows our frame; he remembers that we are dust.