Oh, that I were as in months past, as in the days when God watched over me;

I am weary from my groaning; all night I make my bed swim; I dissolve my couch with my tears.

Behold, You have made my days as a handbreadth, and my age is as nothing before You. Surely every man, even though standing tall, is total vanity. Selah.

I have seen all the works that are done under the sun; and, behold, all is vanity and striving of spirit.