6. My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,and are spent without hope.
7. Oh remember that my life is a breath.My eye shall no more see good.
8. The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more.Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.
9. As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,so he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.
10. He shall return no more to his house,neither shall his place know him any more.