Job 7 (New Living Translation)

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1 "Is this not the struggle of all humanity? A person's life is long and hard, like that of a hired hand, 2 like a worker who longs for the day to end, like a servant waiting to be paid. 3 I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery. 4 When I go to bed, I think, 'When will it be morning?' But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn. 5 My skin is filled with worms and scabs. My flesh breaks open, full of pus. 6 "My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle flying back and forth. They end without hope. 7 O God, remember that my life is but a breath, and I will never again experience pleasure. 8 You see me now, but not for long. Your eyes will be on me, but I will be dead. 9 Just as a cloud dissipates and vanishes, those who die will not come back. 10 They are gone forever from their home -- never to be seen again. 11 "I cannot keep from speaking. I must express my anguish. I must complain in my bitterness. 12 Am I a sea monster that you place a guard on me? 13 If I think, 'My bed will comfort me, and I will try to forget my misery with sleep,' 14 you shatter me with dreams. You terrify me with visions. 15 I would rather die of strangulation than go on and on like this. 16 I hate my life. I do not want to go on living. Oh, leave me alone for these few remaining days. 17 "What are mere mortals, that you should make so much of us? 18 For you examine us every morning and test us every moment. 19 Why won't you leave me alone -- even for a moment a ? 20 Have I sinned? What have I done to you, O watcher of all humanity? Why have you made me your target? Am I a burden to you? 21 Why not just pardon 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."
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