Job 7:3-5

Tree of Life Version

³ so I have inherited months of futility,
    and nights of distress have been appointed to me.
⁴ When I lay down I say, “When will I rise?”
The night drags on, and I toss until the day dawns.
⁵ My flesh is clothed with maggots and clods of dirt;
    My skin is broken and festering.