6. and my days are running outquicker than the threadof a fast-moving needle.
7. I beg you, God, don't forget!My life is just a breath,and trouble lies ahead.
8. I will vanish from sight,and no one, including you,will ever see me again.
9. I will disappear in the graveor vanish from sightlike a passing cloud.
10. Never will I return home;soon I will be forgotten.