CAB(i)
7 Remember then that my life is breath, and my eye shall not yet again see good.
8 The eye of him that sees me shall not see me again: your eyes are upon me, and I am no more.
9 I am as a cloud that is cleared away from the sky: for if a man should go down to the grave, he shall not come up again.
10 And he shall surely not return to his own house, neither shall his place know him any more.