“Man, who is born of woman, is short of days and full of trouble.
Yet man is born to trouble as surely as sparks fly upward.
Indeed, all his days are filled with grief, and his task is sorrowful; even at night, his mind does not rest. This too i
How then can a man be just before God? How can one born of woman be pure?
“Is not man consigned to labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired hand?
Truly I tell you, among those born of women there has risen no one greater than John the Baptist. Yet even the least in
My days are swifter than a runner; they flee without seeing good.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle; they come to an end without hope.
“My travels have lasted 130 years,” Jacob replied. “My years have been few and hard, and they have not matched the years
What is man, that he should be pure, or one born of woman, that he should be righteous?
Surely I was brought forth in iniquity; I was sinful when my mother conceived me.
So I hated life, because the work that is done under the sun was grievous to me. For everything is futile and a pursuit
You, indeed, have made my days as handbreadths, and my lifetime as nothing before You. Truly each man at his best exists