1	Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling? [an appointed...: or, a warfare]
			2	As a servant earnestly desireth# the shadow, and as an hireling looketh# for the reward of his work: [earnestly...: Heb. gapeth after]
			3	So am I made to possess# months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed# to me.
			4	When 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. [the night...: Heb. the evening be measured?]
			5	My flesh is clothed# with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken# , and become loathsome# .
			6	My days are swifter# than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent# without hope.
			7	O remember# that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more# see# good. [shall...: Heb. shall not return] [see: to see, that is, to enjoy]
			8	The eye of him that hath seen me shall see# me no more : thine eyes are upon me, and I am not. [I am...: that is, I can live no longer]
			9	As the cloud is consumed# and vanisheth away# : so he that goeth down# to the grave shall come up# no more .
			10	He shall return# no more to his house, neither shall his place know# him any more.
			11	Therefore I will not refrain# my mouth; I will speak# in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain# in the bitterness of my soul.
			12	Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest# a watch over me?
			13	When I say# , My bed shall comfort# me, my couch shall ease# my complaint;
			14	Then thou scarest# me with dreams, and terrifiest# me through visions:
			15	So that my soul chooseth# strangling, and death rather than my life. [life: Heb. bones]
			16	I loathe# it ; I would not live# alway: let me alone# ; for my days are vanity.
			17	What is man, that thou shouldest magnify# him? and that thou shouldest set# thine heart upon him?
			18	And that thou shouldest visit# him every morning, and try# him every moment?
			19	How long wilt thou not depart# from me, nor let me alone# till I swallow down# my spittle?
			20	I have sinned# ; what shall I do# unto thee, O thou preserver# of men? why hast thou set# me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
			21	And why dost thou not pardon# my transgression, and take away# mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep# in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning# , but I shall not be .