1. Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
2. As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
3. So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4. When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
5. My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6. My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7. O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8. The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
9. As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
10. He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11. Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12. Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
13. When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14. Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
15. So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
16. I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17. What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
18. And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
19. How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20. I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21. And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.

Job 9:25 Now my days are swifter than a post: they flee away, they see no good.

Job 16:22 When a few years are come, then I shall go the way whence I shall not return.

Job 17:11 My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

Psalms 90:5 Thou carriest them away as with a flood; they are as a sleep: in the morning they are like grass which groweth up.

Psalms 90:6 In the morning it flourisheth, and groweth up; in the evening it is cut down, and withereth.

Psalms 102:11 My days are like a shadow that declineth; and I am withered like grass.

Psalms 103:15 As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

Psalms 103:16 For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.

Psalms 144:4 Man is like to vanity: his days are as a shadow that passeth away.

Isaiah 38:12 Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

Isaiah 38:13 I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

Isaiah 40:6 The voice said, Cry. And he said, What shall I cry? All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as the flower of the field:

Isaiah 40:7 The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: because the spirit of the LORD bloweth upon it: surely the people is grass.

James 1:11 For the sun is no sooner risen with a burning heat, but it withereth the grass, and the flower thereof falleth, and the grace of the fashion of it perisheth: so also shall the rich man fade away in his ways.

James 4:14 Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. For what is your life? It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, and then vanisheth away.

1 Peter 1:24 For all flesh is as grass, and all the glory of man as the flower of grass. The grass withereth, and the flower thereof falleth away: