Psalm 147:1-6 and Job 7:1-4, 6-7

Psalm 147:1-6
1 Alleluia. Praise the Lord, because the psalm is good. Delightful and beautiful praise shall be for our God.
2 The Lord builds up Jerusalem. He will gather together the dispersed of Israel.
3 He heals the contrite of heart, and he binds up their sorrows.
4 He numbers the multitude of the stars, and he calls them all by their names.
5 Great is our Lord, and great is his virtue. And of his wisdom, there is no number.
6 The Lord lifts up the meek, but he brings down the sinner, even to the ground.
Job 7:1-4, 6-7
1 The life of a man on the earth is a battle, and his days are like the days of a hired hand.
2 Just as a servant desires the shade, and just as the hired hand looks forward to the end of his work,
3 so also have I had empty months and have counted my burdensome nights.
4 If I lie down to sleep, I will say, "When will I rise?" And next I will hope for the evening and will be filled with sorrows even until darkness.
​6 My days have passed by more quickly than threads are cut by a weaver, and they have been consumed without any hope.
7 Remember that my life is wind, and my eye will not return to see good things.