Job 7 Parallel Bible Translations

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1 |Men have harsh servitude on earth, do they not? His days are like those of a hired laborer, are they not? “Has not man a hard service on earth, and are not his days like the days of a hired hand? “Do not mortals have hard service on earth? Are not their days like those of hired laborers?
2 I'm like a servant who longs for the shade, like a hired laborer who is looking for his wages. Like a slave who longs for the shadow, and like a hired hand who looks for his wages, Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,
3 Truly I've been allotted months of emptiness; nights of trouble have been appointed for me. so I am allotted months of emptiness, and nights of misery are apportioned to me. so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.
4 |When I lie down I ask, 'When will I wake up?' But the night continues and I keep tossing and turning until dawn. When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’ But the night is long, and I am full of tossing till the dawn. When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.
5 My skin is covered with worms and clods of dirt; my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh. My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt; my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh. My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.
6 My days pass as swiftly as a hand-loom; they come to their conclusion without hope. My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle and come to their end without hope. “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.
7 Remember that my life is a breath; my eyes won't go back to seeing good things. “Remember that my life is a breath; my eye will never again see good. Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.
8 The eyes of the one who sees me won't see me anymore; your eyes will look for me but I won't be around! The eye of him who sees me will behold me no more; while your eyes are on me, I shall be gone. The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.
9 As a cloud fades away and vanishes, the one who descends to the afterlife doesn't return. As the cloud fades and vanishes, so he who goes down to Sheol does not come up; As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one who goes down to the grave does not return.
10 He doesn't return again to his house, and his place won't recognize him anymore.| he returns no more to his house, nor does his place know him anymore. He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more.
11 |In addition, I won't keep my opinion to myself; I'll speak from my distressed spirit; I'll complain with my bitter soul. “Therefore I will not restrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul. “Therefore I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I the sea, or a sea monster, that you keep watching me? Am I the sea, or a sea monster, that you set a guard over me? Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that you put me under guard?
13 For I've said, 'My bed will comfort me; my couch will ease my burdens while I complain.' When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me, my couch will ease my complaint,’ When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,
14 But then you scared me with dreams; you terrified me with visions. then you scare me with dreams and terrify me with visions, even then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,
15 I would rather die by strangulation than continue living. so that I would choose strangling and death rather than my bones. so that I prefer strangling and death, rather than this body of mine.
16 I hate the thought of living forever! Leave me alone, because my days are pointless.| I loathe my life; I would not live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are a breath. I despise my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone; my days have no meaning.
17 |What is a human being, that you make so much of him; that you set your affections on him, What is man, that you make so much of him, and that you set your heart on him, “What is mankind that you make so much of them, that you give them so much attention,
18 visit him every morning, and test him continually? visit him every morning and test him every moment? that you examine them every morning and test them every moment?
19 Why won't you look away from me? Why don't you leave me alone so I can swallow my saliva? How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit? Will you never look away from me, or let me alone even for an instant?
20 So what if I sin? What have I done against you, you observer of humankind? Why have you made me your target? Why burden yourself with me? If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of mankind? Why have you made me your mark? Why have I become a burden to you? If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you who see everything we do? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a burden to you?
21 Why haven't you pardoned my transgression and taken away my iniquity? Now I'm about to lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I won't be around!| Why do you not pardon my transgression and take away my iniquity? For now I shall lie in the earth; you will seek me, but I shall not be.” Why do you not pardon my offenses and forgive my sins? For I will soon lie down in the dust; you will search for me, but I will be no more.”
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