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“Is not all human life a struggle?
Our lives are like that of a hired hand,
Our lives are like that of a hired hand,
Job Continues: My Life Has No Hope
“Has not man a hard service on earth,
and are not his days like the days of a hired hand?
“Has not man a hard service on earth,
and are not his days like the days of a hired hand?
like a worker who longs for the shade,
like a servant waiting to be paid.
like a servant waiting to be paid.
Like a slave who longs for the shadow,
and like a hired hand who looks for his wages,
and like a hired hand who looks for his wages,
I, too, have been assigned months of futility,
long and weary nights of misery.
long and weary nights of misery.
so I am allotted months of emptiness,
and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
and nights of misery are apportioned to me.
Lying in bed, I think, ‘When will it be morning?’
But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn.
But the night drags on, and I toss till dawn.
When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I arise?’
But the night is long,
and I am full of tossing till the dawn.
But the night is long,
and I am full of tossing till the dawn.
My body is covered with maggots and scabs.
My skin breaks open, oozing with pus.
Job Cries Out to God
My skin breaks open, oozing with pus.
Job Cries Out to God
My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt;
my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.
my skin hardens, then breaks out afresh.
“My days fly faster than a weaver’s shuttle.
They end without hope.
They end without hope.
My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle
and come to their end without hope.
and come to their end without hope.
O God, remember that my life is but a breath,
and I will never again feel happiness.
and I will never again feel happiness.
“Remember that my life is a breath;
my eye will never again see good.
my eye will never again see good.
You see me now, but not for long.
You will look for me, but I will be gone.
You will look for me, but I will be gone.
The eye of him who sees me will behold me no more;
while your eyes are on me, I shall be gone.
while your eyes are on me, I shall be gone.
As the cloud fades and vanishes,
so he who goes down to Sheol does not come up;
so he who goes down to Sheol does not come up;
They are gone forever from their home —
never to be seen again.
never to be seen again.
he returns no more to his house,
nor does his place know him anymore.
nor does his place know him anymore.
“I cannot keep from speaking.
I must express my anguish.
My bitter soul must complain.
I must express my anguish.
My bitter soul must complain.
“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.
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.
Am I a sea monster or a dragon
that you must place me under guard?
that you must place me under guard?
Am I the sea, or a sea monster,
that you set a guard over me?
that you set a guard over me?
I think, ‘My bed will comfort me,
and sleep will ease my misery,’
and sleep will ease my misery,’
When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
my couch will ease my complaint,’
my couch will ease my complaint,’
but then you shatter me with dreams
and terrify me with visions.
and terrify me with visions.
then you scare me with dreams
and terrify me with visions,
and terrify me with visions,
I would rather be strangled —
rather die than suffer like this.
rather die than suffer like this.
so that I would choose strangling
and death rather than my bones.
and death rather than my bones.
I hate my life and don’t want to go on living.
Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.
Oh, leave me alone for my few remaining days.
I loathe my life; I would not live forever.
Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
Leave me alone, for my days are a breath.
“What are people, that you should make so much of us,
that you should think of us so often?
that you should think of us so often?
What is man, that you make so much of him,
and that you set your heart on him,
and that you set your heart on him,
For you examine us every morning
and test us every moment.
and test us every moment.
visit him every morning
and test him every moment?
and test him every moment?
Why won’t you leave me alone,
at least long enough for me to swallow!
at least long enough for me to swallow!
How long will you not look away from me,
nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
nor leave me alone till I swallow my spit?
If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of mankind?
Why have you made me your mark?
Why have I become a burden to you?
Why have you made me your mark?
Why have I become a burden to you?