Job 7:10

Oh remember that my life is a breath.

My eye will no more see good.

The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.

Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.

As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,

so he who goes down to Sheol will come up no more.

“Therefore I will not keep silent.

I will speak in the anguish of my spirit.

I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

Am I a sea, or a sea monster,

that you put a guard over me?

When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.

My couch will ease my complaint,’