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My body is infected with worms and scabs;
    my skin is cracked and festering.

My Life Is But a Breath[a]

“My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle,
    and they come to an end without a glimmer of hope.
“Remember that my life is but a breath of wind;
    my eyes will never again see happiness.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:6 Regret for the happiness that has vanished too soon and fear of the netherworld haunt the sick man. He feels that he is, so to speak, hunted by God.

My body is clothed with worms(A) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(B)

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(C)
    and they come to an end without hope.(D)
Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath;(E)
    my eyes will never see happiness again.(F)

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