TSK · Job 17:7

You have shriveled me up. This is a witness against me. My leanness rises up against me. It testifies to my face.

My eye wastes away because of grief. It grows old because of all my adversaries.

Have mercy on me, Yahweh, for I am in distress. My eye, my soul, and my body waste away with grief.

For who knows what is good for man in life, all the days of his vain life which he spends like a shadow? For who can tell a man what will be after him under the sun?