TSK · Job 7:6

What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

Behold, he will kill me. I have no hope. Nevertheless, I will maintain my ways before him.

For when a few years are come, I shall go the way of no return.

My days are past, my plans are broken off, as are the thoughts of my heart.

You sweep them away as they sleep. In the morning they sprout like new grass.

As for man, his days are like grass. As a flower of the field, so he flourishes.

The wicked is brought down in his calamity, but in death, the righteous has a refuge.

I waited patiently until morning. He breaks all my bones like a lion. From day even to night you will make an end of me.

"Withhold your foot from being unshod, and your throat from thirst. But you said, 'It is in vain. No, for I have loved strangers, and I will go after them.'

For the sun arises with the scorching wind, and withers the grass, and the flower in it falls, and the beauty of its appearance perishes. So also will the rich man fade away in his pursuits.

Therefore, prepare your minds for action, be sober and set your hope fully on the grace that will be brought to you at the revelation of Jesus Christ--