5. My flesh is covered with worms and caked with dirt;my skin is broken, and has become loathsome.
6. “My days fly more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle,and are spent without hope.
7. Oh, remember that my life is a breath!My eye will never again see good.
8. The eye of him who sees me will behold me no more;your eyes will be on me, but I will be no more.
9. As the cloud disappears and vanishes away,so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.