19 In the sweat of your face you will eat bread until you return to the ground, for out of it you were taken.+ For dust you are and to dust you will return.”+

9 So Jacob said to Pharʹaoh: “The days of the years of my alien residences are a hundred and thirty years.+ Few and distressing the days of the years of my life have proved,+ and they have not reached the days of the years of the lives of my fathers in the days of their alien residences.”+

23 For all his days his occupation means pains and vexation,+ also during the night his heart just does not lie down.+ This too is mere vanity.