Job


7:1
 Is there not an appointed time to man upon earth? are not his days also like the days of an hireling?


7:2
 As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for the reward of his work:


7:3
 So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.


7:4
 When 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.


7:5
 My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.


7:6
 My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.


7:7
 O remember that my life is wind: mine eye shall no more see good.


7:8
 The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no more: thine eyes are upon me, and I am not.


7:9
 As the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no more.


7:10
 He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.


7:11
 Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.


7:12
 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?


7:13
 When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;


7:14
 Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:


7:15
 So that my soul chooseth strangling, and death rather than my life.


7:16
 I loathe it; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days are vanity.


7:17
 What is man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?


7:18
 And that thou shouldest visit him every morning, and try him every moment?


7:19
 How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?


7:20
 I 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?


7:21
 And 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.