Job 7:6 - 7:10

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,

And come to an end without hope.

“Remember that my life is but wind;

My eye will not again see good.

The eye of him who sees me will behold me no longer;

Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.

A cloud vanishes, and it is gone,

So he who goes down to Sheol does not come up.

He will not return again to his house,

Nor will his place recognize him anymore.