Nights without rest

1Does not man have hard service on earth, and are not his days like those of a hired worker?

2Like a slave who longs for shade, and like a hired worker who waits for his wages,

3So I have been allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

4When I lie down, I say, “When will I arise?” But the evening drags on, and I am full of tossing until dawn.