King James Bible

 

The Book of Job

 

Chapter 7

 

 

1.

 

[Is there] not an appointed time to man upon earth? [are not] his days also like the days of an hireling?

    
 
 

2.

 

As a servant earnestly desireth the shadow, and as an hireling looketh for [the reward of] his work:

    
 
 

3.

 

So am I made to possess months of vanity, and wearisome nights are appointed to me.

    
 
 

4.

 

When I lie down, I say, When shall I arise, and the night be gone? and I am full of tossings to and fro unto the dawning of the day.

    
 
 

5.

 

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

    
 
 

6.

 

My days are swifter than a weaver's shuttle, and are spent without hope.

    
 
 

7.

 

O remember that my life [is] wind: mine eye shall no more see good.

    
 
 

8.

 

The eye of him that hath seen me shall see me no [more]: thine eyes [are] upon me, and I [am] not.

    
 
 

9.

 

[As] the cloud is consumed and vanisheth away: so he that goeth down to the grave shall come up no [more].

    
 
 

10.

 

He shall return no more to his house, neither shall his place know him any more.

    
 
 

11.

 

Therefore I will not refrain my mouth; I will speak in the anguish of my spirit; I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.

    
 
 

12.

 

[Am] I a sea, or a whale, that thou settest a watch over me?

    
 
 

13.

 

When I say, My bed shall comfort me, my couch shall ease my complaint;

    
 
 

14.

 

Then thou scarest me with dreams, and terrifiest me through visions:

    
 
 

15.

 

So that my soul chooseth strangling, [and] death rather than my life.

    
 
 

16.

 

I loathe [it]; I would not live alway: let me alone; for my days [are] vanity.

    
 
 

17.

 

What [is] man, that thou shouldest magnify him? and that thou shouldest set thine heart upon him?

    
 
 

18.

 

And [that] thou shouldest visit him every morning, [and] try him every moment?

    
 
 

19.

 

How long wilt thou not depart from me, nor let me alone till I swallow down my spittle?

    
 
 

20.

 

I have sinned; what shall I do unto thee, O thou preserver of men? why hast thou set me as a mark against thee, so that I am a burden to myself?

    
 
 

21.

 

And why dost thou not pardon my transgression, and take away mine iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I [shall] not [be].

    
 
 

Job 8

 

 

 

 

 
 
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