TSK · Job 17:1

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.

My days have passed, my plans are shattered, even the desires of my heart.

My breath is repulsive to my wife; I am loathsome to my brothers.

For my life is filled with troubles and I am ready to enter Sheol.

“I thought,‘In the middle of my life I must walk through the gates of Sheol, I am deprived of the rest of my years.’