Why is light given to him who is in misery, and life to the bitter of soul,

who are joyful with exultation, and are glad when they meet the grave;

that it would please God to crush me, that He would loose His hand and cut me off!

My soul loathes my life; I will leave behind my complaint; I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

And Rebekah said to Isaac, I am weary of my life because of the daughters of Heth. If Jacob takes a wife of the daughters of Heth, like these daughters of the land, what kind of life is that to me?

But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a broom tree. And he requested for his soul that he might die, and said, It is enough! Now, Jehovah, take my life, for I am no better than my fathers!

And now, O Jehovah, please take my life from me. For it is better for me to die than to live.

And it happened when the sun rose, that God appointed a scorching east wind; and the sun beat on Jonah's head, so that he fainted; and he begged for his soul to die. And he said, It is better for me to die than to live.

Are not my days few? Then cease and leave me alone, that I may take a little comfort

Look away from him that he may rest, so like a hired man he may be satisfied with his day.

Remove Your stroke away from me; I am destroyed by the blow of Your hand.

Look away from me, that I may regain strength before I go away and be no more.

Surely the sons of men are a vapor; men are a lie; if they were to climb up into the scales, they are altogether lighter than vapor.

Therefore He brought an end to their days in vanity, and their years in dismay.

Man is like a breath; his days are like a shadow that vanishes.

Since there are many things that increase vanity, how is man any better?

For who knows what is good for man in life, all the days of his vain life which he spends as a shadow? For who can tell a man what shall be after him under the sun?