⁶ “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,^(A)
    and they come to an end without hope.^(B)
7 Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath;^(C)
    my eyes will never see happiness again.^(D)
8 The eye that now sees me will see me no longer;
    you will look for me, but I will be no more.^(E)