 My generation is taken away, and is folded together from me, as the tabernacle of shepherds is folded together. My life is cut down as of a web; he cutted down me, the while I was woven yet. My source of life is folded up, and taken away from me, like a shepherds tentis folded up. My life is cut down like a web; he cut me down, while I was still weaving it. 