Job 7:7 WEB

⁵  My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

⁶  My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.

⁷  Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.

⁸  The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.

⁹  As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, So he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.