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Job 7

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7:1 Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?

7:2 As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:

7:3 So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.

7:4 When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

7:5 My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

7:6 My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

7:7 O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.

7:8 The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.

7:9 A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again.

7:10 He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.

7:11 So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.

7:12 Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?

7:13 When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;

7:14 Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;

7:15 So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.

7:16 I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath.

7:17 What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,

7:18 And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?

7:19 How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?

7:20 If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?

7:21 And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.