The Misery and Brevity of Life

Job 7:1-6

"Human life on earth is like serving in the army; yes, we drudge through our days like a hired worker,

like a slave longing for shade, like a worker thinking only of his wages.

So I am assigned months of meaninglessness; troubled nights are my lot.

When I lie down, I ask, 'When can I get up?'But the night is long, and I keep tossing to and fro until daybreak.

My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt, my skin forms scabs that ooze pus.

My days pass more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope.