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CHAPTER 7

1
Is not
man
consigned to labor
on
earth?
Are not his days
like those
of a hired hand?
2
Like a slave
he longs for
shade;
like a hired man
he waits for
his wages.
3
So
I am allotted
months
of futility,
and nights
of misery
are appointed
me.
4
When
I lie down
I think:
‘When
will I get up?’
But the night
drags on,
and I toss and turn
until
dawn.
5
My flesh
is clothed
with worms
and encrusted
with dirt;
my skin
is cracked
and festering.
6
My days
are swifter
than
a weaver’s shuttle;
they come to an end
without
hope.
7
Remember
that
my life
is but a breath.
My eyes
will never
again
see
happiness.
8
The eye
that beholds me
will no
longer see me.
You will look
for me,
but I will be no more.
9
As a cloud
vanishes
and is gone,
so
he who goes down
to Sheol
will never
rise again.
10
He will never
return
to his house;
his place
will
remember him
no more.
11
Therefore
I
will not
restrain
my mouth;
I will speak
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 must keep me under
guard?
13
When
I think
my bed
will comfort me,
and my couch
will ease
my complaint,
14
then You frighten me
with dreams,
and terrify me
with visions,
15
so that I
would prefer
strangling
and death
over my life in this body.
16
I loathe my life!
I would not
live
forever.
Leave me alone,
for
my days are
but a breath.
17
What
is man
that
You should exalt him,
that
You should set
Your heart
upon him,
18
that You attend to him
every morning,
and test him
every moment?
19
Will You never
look away
from me,
or
let me alone
to
swallow
my spittle?
20
If I have sinned,
what
have I done to You,
O Watcher
of mankind?
Why
have You made me
Your target,
so that I am
a burden
to You?
21
Why
do You not
pardon
my transgression
and take away
my iniquity?
For
soon
I will lie down
in the dust;
You will seek me,
but I will be no more.”
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