Job 7:1-8 NIV

1 “Do not mortals have hard service on earth? Are not their days like those of hired laborers?

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2 Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,

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3 so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

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4 When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.

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      5 My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.

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      6 “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

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      7 Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.

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      8 The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.

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