Job 7 — WEBC
7Verse 1“Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth?Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?Verse 2As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow,as a hireling who looks for his wages,Verse 3so I am made to possess months of misery,wearisome nights are appointed to me.Verse 4When I lie down, I say,‘When will I arise, and the night be gone?’
I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.Verse 5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.Verse 6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,and are spent without hope.Verse 7Oh remember that my life is a breath.My eye will no more see good.Verse 8The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.Verse 9As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,so he who goes down to Sheol+will come up no more.Verse 10He will return no more to his house,neither will his place know him any more.Verse 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.Verse 12Am I a sea, or a sea monster,that you put a guard over me?Verse 13When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.My couch will ease my complaint,’Verse 14then you scare me with dreamsand terrify me through visions,Verse 15so that my soul chooses strangling,death rather than my bones.Verse 16I loathe my life.I don’t want to live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.Verse 17What is man, that you should magnify him,that you should set your mind on him,Verse 18that you should visit him every morning,and test him every moment?Verse 19How long will you not look away from me,nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?Verse 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?Verse 21Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?For now will I lie down in the dust.
You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”
I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.Verse 5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust.My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.Verse 6My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,and are spent without hope.Verse 7Oh remember that my life is a breath.My eye will no more see good.Verse 8The eye of him who sees me will see me no more.Your eyes will be on me, but I will not be.Verse 9As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away,so he who goes down to Sheol+will come up no more.Verse 10He will return no more to his house,neither will his place know him any more.Verse 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.Verse 12Am I a sea, or a sea monster,that you put a guard over me?Verse 13When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me.My couch will ease my complaint,’Verse 14then you scare me with dreamsand terrify me through visions,Verse 15so that my soul chooses strangling,death rather than my bones.Verse 16I loathe my life.I don’t want to live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.Verse 17What is man, that you should magnify him,that you should set your mind on him,Verse 18that you should visit him every morning,and test him every moment?Verse 19How long will you not look away from me,nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?Verse 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?Verse 21Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity?For now will I lie down in the dust.
You will seek me diligently, but I will not be.”