NET Bible
"My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope."
— Job 7:6, NET Bible
“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.”
“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, And are spent without hope. ”
“My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.”
“My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.”
“My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.”
“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.”
thus I have been made to inherit months of futility, and nights of sorrow have been appointed to me.
If I lie down, I say,‘When will I arise?’, and the night stretches on and I toss and turn restlessly until the day dawns.
My body is clothed with worms and dirty scabs; my skin is broken and festering.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and they come to an end without hope.
Remember that my life is but a breath, that my eyes will never again see happiness.
The eye of him who sees me now will see me no more; your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.
As a cloud is dispersed and then disappears, so the one who goes down to the grave does not come up again.