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Job 7:3-13 (New Living Translation)

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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,'
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