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Job 7

GOD'S WORD Translation GW

1 "Isn't a mortal's stay on earth difficult like a hired hand's daily [work]?

2 Like a slave, he longs for shade. Like a hired hand, he eagerly looks for his pay.

3 Likewise, I have been given months that are of no use, and I have inherited nights filled with misery.

4 When I lie down, I ask, 'When will I get up?' But the evening is long, and I'm exhausted from tossing about until dawn.

5 My body is covered with maggots and scabs. My skin is crusted over with sores; then they ooze.

6 My days go swifter than a weaver's shuttle. They are spent without hope.

7 Remember, my life is only a breath, and never again will my eyes see anything good.

8 The eye that watches over me will no longer see me. Your eye will look for me, but I'll be gone.

9 As a cloud fades away and disappears, so a person goes into the grave and doesn't come back again.

10 He doesn't come back home again, and his household doesn't recognize him anymore.

11 So I won't keep my mouth shut, but I will speak from the distress that is in my spirit and complain about the bitterness in my soul.

12 "Am I the sea or a sea monster that you have set a guard over me?

13 When I say, 'My couch may give me comfort. My bed may help me bear my pain,'

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

15 My throat would rather be choked. My body would prefer death [to these dreams].

16 I hate my life; I do not want to live forever. Leave me alone because my days are so brief.

17 "What is a mortal that you should make so much of him, that you should be concerned about him?

18 [What is he] that you should inspect him every morning and examine him every moment?

19 Why don't you stop looking at me long enough to let me swallow my spit?

20 If I sin, what can I [possibly] do to you since you insist on spying on people? Why do you make me your target? I've become a burden even to myself.

21 Why don't you forgive my disobedience and take away my sin? Soon I'll lie down in the dust. Then you will search for me, but I'll be gone!"

New International Version NIV

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

9 As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one who goes down to the grave does not return.

10 He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more.

11 “Therefore I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

12 Am I the sea, or the monster of the deep, that you put me under guard?

13 When I think my bed will comfort me and my couch will ease my complaint,

14 even then you frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions,

15 so that I prefer strangling and death, rather than this body of mine.

16 I despise my life; I would not live forever. Let me alone; my days have no meaning.

17 “What is mankind that you make so much of them, that you give them so much attention,

18 that you examine them every morning and test them every moment?

19 Will you never look away from me, or let me alone even for an instant?

20 If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you who see everything we do? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a burden to you?

21 Why do you not pardon my offenses and forgive my sins? For I will soon lie down in the dust; you will search for me, but I will be no more.”