TSK · Job 17:11

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.

"My spirit is consumed. My days are extinct, And the grave is ready for me.

A man's heart plans his course, but Yahweh directs his steps.

Whatever your hand finds to do, do it with your might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in Sheol, where you are going.

I said, "In the middle of my life I go into the gates of Sheol. I am deprived of the residue of my years."

Now I don't desire to have you unaware, brothers, that I often planned to come to you, and was hindered so far, that I might have some fruit among you also, even as among the rest of the Gentiles.

Come now, you who say, "Today or tomorrow let's go into this city, and spend a year there, trade, and make a profit."