So that thou shalt be mad for the sight of thine eyes which thou shalt see.

So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

And in those days shall men seek death, and shall not find it; and shall desire to die, and death shall flee from them.