My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle;
they come to an end without hope.(A)
Remember that my life is but a breath.
My eye will never again see anything good.(B)
The eye of anyone who looks on me
will no longer see me.
Your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.(C)
As a cloud fades away and vanishes,
so the one who goes down to Sheol(D) will never rise again.
10 He will never return to his house;
his hometown will no longer remember[a] him.(E)

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  1. 7:10 Lit know

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle
    and come to their end without hope.[a](A)

“Remember that my life is a breath;
    my eye will never again see good.(B)
The eye that beholds me will see me no more;
    while your eyes are upon me, I shall be gone.(C)
As the cloud fades and vanishes,
    so those who go down to Sheol do not come up;(D)
10 they return no more to their houses,
    nor do their places know them any more.(E)

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  1. 7.6 Or as the thread runs out