Ayub 7

"Isn't a man forced to labour on earth?

Aren't his days like the days of a hired hand?

²As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,

As a hireling who looks for his wages,

³So am I made to possess months of misery,

Wearisome nights are appointed to me.

⁴When I lie down, I say,

'When shall I arise, and the night be gone?'

I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.

⁵My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.

My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.

⁶My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle,

And are spent without hope.

⁷Oh remember that my life is a breath.

My eye shall no more see good.

⁸The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more.

Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.

⁹As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,

So he who goes down to the grave shall come up no more.

¹⁰He shall return no more to his house,

Neither shall his place know him any more.

 

¹¹"Therefore I will not keep silent.

I will speak in the anguish of my spirit.

I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

¹²Am I a sea, or a sea-monster,

That you put a guard over me?

¹³When I say, 'My bed shall comfort me,

My couch shall ease my complaint;'

¹⁴Then you scar me with dreams,

And terrify me through visions:

¹⁵So that my soul chooses strangling,

Death rather than my bones.

¹⁶I loathe my life. I do not want to live forever.

Leave me alone; for my days are but a breath.

¹⁷What is man, that you should magnify him,

That you should set your mind on him,

¹⁸That you should visit him every morning,

And test him every moment?

¹⁹How long will you not look away from me,

Nor leave me alone until I swallow down my saliva?

²⁰If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men?

Why have you set me as a mark for you,

So that I am a burden to myself?

²¹Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?

For now shall I lie down in the dust.

You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be."

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