Job 6:11
What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?
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- Psalm 103:14–16 For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust. As for man, his days are as grass: as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no more.
- Job 17:1 My breath is corrupt, my days are extinct, the graves are ready for me.
- Psalm 39:5 Behold, thou hast made my days as an handbreadth; and mine age is as nothing before thee: verily every man at his best state is altogether vanity. Selah.