look away from him and let him rest, so he can enjoy his day as a hired hand.
Will You never look away from me, or leave me alone to swallow my spittle?
Turn Your gaze away from me, that I may again be cheered before I depart and am no more.”
“Is not man consigned to labor on earth? Are not his days like those of a hired hand?
Are my days not few? Withdraw from me, that I may have a little comfort,
I loathe my life! I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.
“For the kingdom of heaven is like a landowner who went out early in the morning to hire workers for his vineyard.