My (A)flesh is clothed with maggots and a crust of dirt,
My skin hardens and [a]oozes.
My days are (B)swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And they come to an end (C)without hope.

“Remember that my life (D)is a mere breath;
My eye will (E)not see goodness again.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:5 Lit melts

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