And Jacob said to Pharaoh, The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred and thirty years; few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage.

yet man is born to trouble, as the sparks fly upward.

Man who is born of woman is of few days, and full of turmoil.

For we have been consumed by Your anger, and by Your wrath we have been terrified.

For all our days have turned away in Your wrath; we finish our years with a sigh.

It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows; for so He gives His beloved sleep.

The sleep of a laboring man is sweet, whether he eats little or much; but the abundance of the rich will not allow him to sleep.

That night sleep fled from the king. So it was commanded to bring the book of the records of the chronicles; and they were recited before the king.

When I say, My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,

then You scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions,

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

My eye has wasted away because of grief; it has grown weak because of all my enemies.

For by day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my sap was turned into the drought of summer. Selah.

In the day of my distress I sought the Lord; my hand was stretched out in the night without ceasing; my soul refused to be comforted.

You have held my eyelids open; I am so disturbed that I cannot speak.

Then the king went to his palace and spent the night fasting; and no entertainment was brought before him; and his sleep fled from him.

strengthening the souls of the disciples, exhorting them to continue in the faith, and that we must enter the kingdom of God through many afflictions.