Job 7 · Clearspring

Job Continues: Life Seems Futile

¹“Isn’t a man forced to labor on earth? Aren’t his days like the days of a hired hand?+ ²As a servant who earnestly desires the shadow, as a hireling who looks for his wages,+ ³so am I made to possess months of misery, wearisome nights are appointed to me.+ ⁴When I lie down, I say, ‘When shall I arise, and the night be gone?’ I toss and turn until the dawning of the day.+ ⁵My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust. My skin closes up, and breaks out afresh.+ ⁶My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and are spent without hope.+ ⁷Oh remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.+ ⁸The eye of him who sees me shall see me no more. Your eyes shall be on me, but I shall not be.+ ⁹As the cloud is consumed and vanishes away, so he who goes down to Sheol shall come up no more.+ ¹⁰He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.+ ¹¹“Therefore I will not keep silent. I will speak in the anguish of my spirit. I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.+ ¹²Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?+ ¹³When I say, ‘My bed shall comfort me. My couch shall ease my complaint;’+ ¹⁴then you scare me with dreams, and terrify me through visions:+ ¹⁵so that my soul chooses strangling, death rather than my bones.+ ¹⁶I loathe my life. I don’t want to live forever. Leave me alone, for my days are but a breath.+ ¹⁷What is man, that you should magnify him, that you should set your mind on him,+ ¹⁸that you should visit him every morning, and test him every moment?+ ¹⁹How long will you not look away from me, nor leave me alone until I swallow down my spittle?+ ²⁰If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?+ ²¹Why do you not pardon my disobedience, and take away my iniquity? For now shall I lie down in the dust. You will seek me diligently, but I shall not be.”+

Job Continues: Life Seems Futile

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