1“Is not all human life a struggle?Our lives are like that of a hired hand, 2like a worker who longs for the shade, like a servant waiting to be paid. 3I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery. 4Lying in bed, I think, ‘When will it be morning?’But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn. 5My body is covered with maggots and scabs.My skin breaks open, oozing with pus. 6“My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle.They end without hope. 7O God, remember that my life is but a breath, and I will never again feel happiness.
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