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bbe@Job:7:1 @Has not man his ordered time of trouble on the earth? and are not his days like the days of a servant working for payment?

bbe@Job:7:2 @As a servant desiring the shades of evening, and a workman looking for his payment:

bbe@Job:7:3 @So I have for my heritage months of pain to no purpose, and nights of weariness are given to me.

bbe@Job:7:4 @When I go to my bed, I say, When will it be time to get up? but the night is long, and I am turning from side to side till morning light.

bbe@Job:7:5 @My flesh is covered with worms and dust; my skin gets hard and then is cracked again.

bbe@Job:7:6 @My days go quicker than the cloth-worker's thread, and come to an end without hope.

bbe@Job:7:7 @O, keep in mind that my life is wind: my eye will never again see good.

bbe@Job:7:8 @The eye of him who sees me will see me no longer: your eyes will be looking for me, but I will be gone.

bbe@Job:7:9 @A cloud comes to an end and is gone; so he who goes down into the underworld comes not up again.

bbe@Job:7:10 @He will not come back to his house, and his place will have no more knowledge of him.

bbe@Job:7:11 @So I will not keep my mouth shut; I will let the words come from it in the pain of my spirit, my soul will make a bitter outcry.

bbe@Job:7:12 @Am I a sea, or a sea-beast, that you put a watch over me?

bbe@Job:7:13 @When I say, In my bed I will have comfort, there I will get rest from my disease;

bbe@Job:7:14 @Then you send dreams to me, and visions of fear;

bbe@Job:7:15 @So that a hard death seems better to my soul than my pains.

bbe@Job:7:16 @I have no desire for life, I would not be living for ever! Keep away from me, for my days are as a breath

bbe@Job:7:17 @What is man, that you have made him great, and that your attention is fixed on him,

bbe@Job:7:18 @And that your hand is on him every morning, and that you are testing him every minute?

bbe@Job:7:19 @How long will it be before your eyes are turned away from me, so that I may have a minute's breathing-space?

bbe@Job:7:20 @If I have done wrong, what have I done to you, O keeper of men? why have you made me a mark for your blows, so that I am a weariness to myself?

bbe@Job:7:21 @And why do you not take away my sin, and let my wrongdoing be ended? for now I go down to the dust, and you will be searching for me with care, but I will be gone.

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Job 7