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“人生在世岂不像服劳役吗?
他有生之年岂不像个雇工吗?
他像切望阴凉的奴隶,
又如盼望报酬的雇工。
同样,我注定要度过虚空的岁月,
熬过悲惨的黑夜。
我躺在床上,想着何时起来。
长夜漫漫,我辗转难眠,直到拂晓。
我身上布满蛆虫、伤疤,
皮肤破裂,流脓不止。
我的年日飞逝,比梭还快,
转眼结束,毫无盼望。

“上帝啊,别忘了我的生命不过是一口气,
我再也看不见幸福。
注视我的眼睛将再也看不见我,
你将寻找我,而我已不复存在。
人死后一去不返,
就像烟消云散;
10 他永不再返回家园,
故土也不再认识他。

11 “因此我不再缄默不语,
我要吐露胸中的悲愁,
倾诉心里的苦楚。
12 上帝啊,我岂是大海,岂是海怪,
值得你这样防范我?
13 我以为床铺是我的安慰,
卧榻可解除我的哀愁,
14 你却用噩梦惊我,
用异象吓我,
15 以致我宁愿窒息而死,
也不愿这样活着。
16 我厌恶生命,不想永活。
不要管我,因为我的日子都是虚空。

17 “人算什么,你竟这样看重他,
这样关注他?
18 你天天早上察看他,
时时刻刻考验他。
19 你的视线何时离开我,
给我咽口唾沫的时间?
20 鉴察世人的主啊,
我若犯了罪,又于你何妨?
为何把我当成你的箭靶?
难道我成了你的重担?
21 为何不赦免我的过犯,
饶恕我的罪恶?
我很快将归于尘土,
你将寻找我,
而我已不复存在。”

'約 伯 記 7 ' not found for the version: Chinese New Testament: Easy-to-Read Version.

人生在世多有愁苦

“人在世上怎能沒有勞役呢?

他的日子不像雇工的日子嗎?

正如僕人切慕暮影,

又像雇工盼望工價。

照樣,我有空虛的歲月,

也有勞苦的黑夜為我派定。

我躺下的時候,就說:

‘我甚麼時候起來?’

然而,長夜漫漫,我輾轉反側,直到黎明。

我的肉體以蟲子和土塊為衣裳,

我的皮膚裂開又流膿。

我過的日子比梭還要快,

在毫無盼望之中而結束。

求你記念我的性命不過是一口氣,

我的眼必不再看見福樂。

看我的,他的眼再也看不到我,

你的眼要看我,我已經不在了。

雲彩怎樣消散逝去,

照樣,人下陰間也不再上來。

10 他不再回自己的家,

故鄉再也不認識他。

11 因此,我不再禁止我的口,

我要說出靈裡的憂愁,

傾訴心中的痛苦。

埋怨 神待他過嚴

12 我豈是海洋或是海怪,

你竟然設守衛防備我?

13 我若說:‘我的床必安慰我,

我的榻必減輕我的苦情’,

14 你就用夢驚擾我,

又用異象驚嚇我,

15 以致我寧可窒息而死,

也不肯保留我這一身的骨頭。

16 我厭惡自己,不願永遠活下去。

任憑我吧,因為我的日子都是空虛的。

17 人算甚麼,你竟看他為大,

又把他放在心上;

18 每天早晨你都鑒察他,

每時每刻你也試驗他。

19 你到甚麼時候才轉眼不看我,

任憑我咽下唾沫呢?

20 鑒察世人的主啊!

我若犯了罪,跟你有甚麼關係呢?

你為甚麼把我當作箭靶,

使我以自己為重擔呢?

21 你為甚麼不赦免我的過犯,

除去我的罪孽呢?

現在我快要躺臥在塵土中,

那時你尋找我,我卻不在了。”

“Do not mortals have hard service(A) on earth?(B)
    Are not their days like those of hired laborers?(C)
Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(D)
    or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(E)
so I have been allotted months of futility,
    and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(F)
When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’(G)
    The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.(H)
My body is clothed with worms(I) and scabs,
    my skin is broken and festering.(J)

“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(K)
    and they come to an end without hope.(L)
Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath;(M)
    my eyes will never see happiness again.(N)
The eye that now sees me will see me no longer;
    you will look for me, but I will be no more.(O)
As a cloud vanishes(P) and is gone,
    so one who goes down to the grave(Q) does not return.(R)
10 He will never come to his house again;
    his place(S) will know him no more.(T)

11 “Therefore I will not keep silent;(U)
    I will speak out in the anguish(V) of my spirit,
    I will complain(W) in the bitterness of my soul.(X)
12 Am I the sea,(Y) or the monster of the deep,(Z)
    that you put me under guard?(AA)
13 When I think my bed will comfort me
    and my couch will ease my complaint,(AB)
14 even then you frighten me with dreams
    and terrify(AC) me with visions,(AD)
15 so that I prefer strangling and death,(AE)
    rather than this body of mine.(AF)
16 I despise my life;(AG) I would not live forever.(AH)
    Let me alone;(AI) my days have no meaning.(AJ)

17 “What is mankind that you make so much of them,
    that you give them so much attention,(AK)
18 that you examine them every morning(AL)
    and test them(AM) every moment?(AN)
19 Will you never look away from me,(AO)
    or let me alone even for an instant?(AP)
20 If I have sinned, what have I done to you,(AQ)
    you who see everything we do?
Why have you made me your target?(AR)
    Have I become a burden to you?[a](AS)
21 Why do you not pardon my offenses
    and forgive my sins?(AT)
For I will soon lie down in the dust;(AU)
    you will search for me, but I will be no more.”(AV)

Footnotes

  1. Job 7:20 A few manuscripts of the Masoretic Text, an ancient Hebrew scribal tradition and Septuagint; most manuscripts of the Masoretic Text I have become a burden to myself.

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

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

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

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.

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

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

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

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

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 complaints;

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 my iniquity? for now shall I sleep in the dust; and thou shalt seek me in the morning, but I shall not be.