Job 7
New Living TranslationKing James Bible
1“Is not all human life a struggle? Our lives are like that of a hired hand,1Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?
2like a worker who longs for the shade, like a servant waiting to be paid.2As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:
3I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery.3So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.
4Lying in bed, I think, ‘When will it be morning?’ But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn.4When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.
5My body is covered with maggots and scabs. My skin breaks open, oozing with pus. Job Cries Out to God5My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.
6“My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle. They end without hope.6My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.
7O God, remember that my life is but a breath, and I will never again feel happiness.7O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.
8You see me now, but not for long. You will look for me, but I will be gone.8The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.
9Just as a cloud dissipates and vanishes, those who die will not come back.9As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.
10They are gone forever from their home— never to be seen again.10He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
11“I cannot keep from speaking. I must express my anguish. My bitter soul must complain.11Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12Am I a sea monster or a dragon that you must place me under guard?12Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?
13I think, ‘My bed will comfort me, and sleep will ease my misery,’13When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;
14but then you shatter me with dreams and terrify me with visions.14Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:
15I would rather be strangled— rather die than suffer like this.15So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.
16I hate my life and don’t want to go on living. Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.16I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.
17“What are people, that you should make so much of us, that you should think of us so often?17What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?
18For you examine us every morning and test us every moment.18And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?
19Why won’t you leave me alone, at least long enough for me to swallow!19How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?
20If I have sinned, what have I done to you, O watcher of all humanity? Why make me your target? Am I a burden to you?20I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?
21Why not just forgive my sin and take away my guilt? For soon I will lie down in the dust and die. When you look for me, I will be gone.”21And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.
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