7Remember Thou that my life is a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
7Remember Thou that my life is a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
4 If I lay down then I said, 'When do I rise!' And evening hath been measured, And I have been full of tossings till dawn.
5 Clothed hath been my flesh with worms, And a clod of dust, My skin hath been shrivelled and is loathsome,
6 My days swifter than a weaving machine, And they are consumed without hope.
7 Remember Thou that my life is a breath, Mine eye turneth not back to see good.
8 The eye of my beholder beholdeth me not. Thine eyes are upon me — and I am not.
9 Consumed hath been a cloud, and it goeth, So he who is going down to Sheol cometh not up.
7:7O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
7:7Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.
7:7Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
7:7Oh remember that my life is a breath: Mine eye shall no more see good.
7:7Remember thou that my life is wind; mine eye shall no more see good.
7:7Oh remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
7:7O remember that my life is wind: my eye will no more see good.
7:7Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.
7:7O remember that my life is wind: my eye shall no more see good.