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King James 2000 Bible
1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of a hireling?
2As a servant earnestly desires the shadow, and as a hireling looks for the reward of his work:
3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7O remember that my life is a breath: my eye shall no more see good.
8The eye of him that has seen me shall see me no more: your eyes are upon me, and I am not.
9As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away: so he that goes down to the grave shall come up no more.
10He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you set a watch over me?
13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14Then you scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions:
15So that my soul chooses strangling, and death rather than my life.
16I loathe it; I would not live always: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17What is man, that you should magnify him? and that you should set your heart upon him?
18And that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?
19How long will you not look away from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20I have sinned; what shall I do unto you, O you preserver of men? why have you set me as a mark against you, so that I am a burden to myself?
21And why do you not pardon my transgression, and take away my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and you shall seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.