6 My days are cswifter than da weaver's shuttle
and come to their end without hope.
7 “Remember that my life is a ebreath;
my eye will never again see good.
35 Then I would speak without fear of him,
for I am not so in myself.
Job Continues: A Plea to God
10 “I uloathe my life;
I will give free utterance to my vcomplaint;
I will speak in wthe bitterness of my soul.
2 I will say to God, Do not xcondemn me;
let me know why you ycontend against me.
19 uWho is there who will contend with me?
For then I would be silent and die.
20 Only grant me two things,
then I will not vhide myself from your face:
12 so a man lies down and rises not again;
till bthe heavens are no more he will not awake
or be croused out of his sleep.
13 Oh that you would dhide me in eSheol,
that you would dconceal me funtil your wrath be past,
that you would appoint me a set time, and remember me!