3. so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.
4. When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.
5. My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.
6. “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
7. Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.
8. The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.
9. As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one who goes down to the grave does not return.
10. He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more.
11. “Therefore I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12. Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that you put me under guard?
13. When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,
14. even then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15. so that I prefer strangling and death, rather than this body of mine.
16. I despise my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone; my days have no meaning.