Job 6:11

"He weakened my strength in the way; he shortened my days."

"My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me. breath...: or, spirit is spent"

"Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah. at...: Heb. settled"

"Are not my days few? cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little,"

"Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?"

"As for me, is my complaint to man? and if it were so, why should not my spirit be troubled?"

"And he, as a rotten thing, consumeth, as a garment that is moth eaten."