Job 7:11-16
11“Indeed aI will not hold back my mouth;I will speak in the distress of my spirit;I will muse on the bitterness of my soul.12“Am I the sea or athe sea monster,That You set a guard over me?13“If I say, ‘aMy bed will comfort me;My couch will 1ease my bitter musing,’14Then You frighten me with dreamsAnd terrify me by visions,15So that my soul would choose suffocation,Death rather than my 1pains.16“I have arejected everything; I will not live forever.Leave me alone, bfor my days are but a breath.