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Job 7

The Complete Jewish Bible CJB

1 "Human life on earth is like serving in the army; yes, we drudge through our days like a hired worker,

2 like a slave longing for shade, like a worker thinking only of his wages.

3 So I am assigned months of meaninglessness; troubled nights are my lot.

4 When I lie down, I ask, 'When can I get up?'But the night is long, and I keep tossing to and fro until daybreak.

5 My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt, my skin forms scabs that ooze pus.

6 My days pass more swiftly than a weaver's shuttle and come to their end without hope.

7 "Remember that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never again see good times.

8 The eye that now sees me will see me no more; while your eyes are on me, I will be gone.

9 Like a cloud dissolving and disappearing, so he who descends to Sh'ol won't come back up.

10 He will not return again to his house, and his home will know him no more.

11 "Therefore I will not restrain my mouth but will speak in my anguish of spirit and complain in my bitterness of soul.

12 Am I the sea, or some sea monster, that you put a guard over me?

13 When I think that my bed will comfort me, that my couch will relieve my complaint,

14 then you terrify me with dreams and frighten me with visions.

15 I would rather be strangled; death would be better than these bones of mine.

16 I hate it! I won't live forever, so leave me alone, for my life means nothing.

17 "What are mere mortals, that you make so much of them? Why do you keep them on your mind?

18 Why examine them every morning and test them every moment?

19 Won't you ever take your eyes off of me, at least long enough for me to swallow my spit?

20 "Suppose I do sin - how do I harm you, you scrutinizer of humanity? Why have you made me your target, so that I am a burden to you?

21 Why don't you pardon my offense and take away my guilt? For soon I will lie down in the dust; you will seek me, but I will be gone."

New Living Translation NLT

1 “Is not all human life a struggle? Our lives are like that of a hired hand,

2 like a worker who longs for the shade, like a servant waiting to be paid.

3 I, too, have been assigned months of futility, long and weary nights of misery.

4 Lying in bed, I think, ‘When will it be morning?’ But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn.

5 My body is covered with maggots and scabs. My skin breaks open, oozing with pus.

6 “My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle. They end without hope.

7 O God, remember that my life is but a breath, and I will never again feel happiness.

8 You see me now, but not for long. You will look for me, but I will be gone.

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. My bitter soul must complain.

12 Am I a sea monster or a dragon that you must place me under guard?

13 I think, ‘My bed will comfort me, and sleep will ease my misery,’

14 but then you shatter me with dreams and terrify me with visions.

15 I would rather be strangled— rather die than suffer like this.

16 I hate my life and don’t want to go on living. Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.

17 “What are people, that you should make so much of us, that you should think of us so often?

18 For you examine us every morning and test us every moment.

19 Why won’t you leave me alone, at least long enough for me to swallow!

20 If I have sinned, what have I done to you, O watcher of all humanity? Why make me your target? Am I a burden to you?

21 Why not just forgive 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.”