Job 7:5-9

“My flesh is clothed with maggots and a crust of dirt, My skin hardens and oozes.

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And they come to an end without hope.

“Remember that my life is a mere breath; My eye will not see goodness again.

“The eye of him who sees me will no longer look at me; Your eyes will be on me, but I will not exist.

“When a cloud vanishes, it is gone; In the same way one who goes down to Sheol does not come up.