18:006:029 Return, I pray you, let it not be iniquity; yea, return again,
my righteousness is in it.
18:006:030 Is there iniquity in my tongue? cannot my taste discern
perverse things?
18:007:001 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his
days also like the days of an hireling?
18:007:002 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling
looketh for the reward of his work:
18:007:003 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights
are appointed to me.
18:007:004 When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
18:007:005 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is
broken, and become loathsome.
18:007:006 My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent
without hope.
18:007:007 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see
good.
18:007:008 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine
eyes are upon me, and I am not.