Job 7:7 BBE

⁵  My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

⁶  My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

⁷  O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.

⁸  The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.

⁹  A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again.