Job 6:11
What [is] my strength, that I should wait? And what [is] my end, that {I should hold out}?
Job 7:5-7
My body is clothed [with] maggots and clods of dust; my skin hardens, then it gives way [again].
Job 10:20
[Are] not my days few? Let him leave [me] alone; let him turn from me, and let me rejoice a little.
Job 13:25
Will you terrify a blown leaf? And will you pursue dry stubble?
Job 13:28
And he himself wastes away like something rotten, like a garment that [the] moth has eaten.
Job 17:1
"My spirit is pulled down; my days are extinguished; [the] graveyard [is] for me.
Job 17:14-16
[if] I call to the pit, 'You [are] my father,' to the maggot, '[You are] my mother or my sister,'
Job 21:4
[As for] me, [is] my complaint for human beings? And if [so], why cannot I be impatient?
Psalm 39:5
Look, you have made my days [mere] handbreadths, and my lifespan as nothing next to you. Surely every person standing firm [is] complete vanity. Selah
Psalm 90:5-10
You sweep them away [like a flood]. They fall asleep. In the morning [they are] like grass [that] sprouts anew.
Psalm 102:23
He has broken my strength along the way; he has cut short my days.
Psalm 103:14-16
For he knows our frame. He remembers that we [are] dust.