¹ "Man, who is born of a woman, Is of few days, and full of trouble.

⁷ But man is born to trouble, As the sparks fly upward.

²³ For all his days are sorrows, and his travail is grief; yes, even in the night his heart takes no rest. This also is vanity.

⁴ How then can man be just with God? Or how can he who is born of a woman be clean?

¹¹ Most assuredly I tell you, among those who are born of women there has not arisen anyone greater than John the Baptizer; yet he who is least in the Kingdom of Heaven is greater than he.

⁵ Behold, I was brought forth in iniquity. In sin my mother conceived me.

⁵ Behold, you have made my days handbreadths. My lifetime is as nothing before you. Surely every man stands as a breath." Selah.

¹⁴ What is man, that he should be clean? He who is born of a woman, that he should be righteous?

⁹ Jacob said to Pharaoh, "The days of the years of my pilgrimage are one hundred thirty years. Few and evil have been the days of the years of my life, and they have not attained to the days of the years of the life of my fathers in the days of their pilgrimage."

¹⁷ So I hated life, because the work that is worked under the sun was grievous to me; for all is vanity and a chasing after wind.

²⁵ "Now my days are swifter than a runner. They flee away, they see no good,

⁶ My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, And are spent without hope.

¹ "Isn't a man forced to labor on earth? Aren't his days like the days of a hired hand?