6My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
6My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
3 So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
4 If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
5 My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
6 My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
7 Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
8 Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:6"My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7:6My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7:6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.