"Why does God give light to one who is in misery, and life to those whose soul is bitter,

My soul is refusing to touch! They are as my sickening food.

My soul is weary of my life; I will leave my complaint upon myself; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

Only his flesh still has pain, and his soul is sad.

Terrors are turned upon me: they pursue my soul as the wind: and my welfare passeth away as a cloud.

And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

He has no desire for food, and his soul is turned away from delicate meat;

His soul is getting close to the Pit; his life is approaching its executioner."

“The earth is changed like clay into which a seal is pressed;
And the things [of the earth] stand out like a [multi-colored] garment.