Job 7
Ang Salita ng Dios (Tagalog Contemporary Bible)
7 “Ang buhay ng tao dito sa mundo ay napakahirap. Itoʼy kasinghirap ng araw-araw na pagtatrabaho ng isang manggagawa, 2 o gaya ng isang aliping nagnanais na sumapit na ang hapon upang siyaʼy makapagpahinga, o tulad ng isang manggagawang naghihintay ng kanyang sweldo. 3 Ganyan din ang kalagayan ko. Ilang buwan na ang aking paghihirap na walang kabuluhan. Kahit gabiʼy naghihirap ako, 4 at habang nakahiga ako, iniisip ko kung kailan darating ang umaga. Napakabagal ng takbo ng oras. Hindi ako mapalagay hanggang magbukang-liwayway. 5 Ang katawan koʼy puno ng uod at langib. Nagnanana at pumuputok ang mga pigsa kong namamaga.”
Nanalangin si Job sa Dios
6 “Lumilipas po ang aking mga araw na walang pag-asa. Mabilis itong lumilipas, higit pa sa bilis ng isang habian[a] ng manghahabi.[b] 7 O Dios, alalahanin nʼyo po na ang buhay koʼy parang isang hinga lamang, at hindi na po ako makadama ng anumang ligaya. 8 Nakikita nʼyo po ako ngayon pero sa huli ay hindi na. Hahanapin nʼyo ako ngunit hindi nʼyo ako matatagpuan. 9 Kung papaanong ang mga ulap ay nawawala at hindi na nakikita, ganoon din ang mga namamatay, hindi na sila nakakabalik pa. 10 Hindi na siya makakauwi sa kanyang bahay, at makakalimutan na siya ng mga nakakakilala sa kanya.
11 “Kaya po hindi ako maaaring manahimik; naninikip na po ang aking dibdib at kailangan ko na pong sabihin ang aking sama ng loob. 12 O Dios, bakit nʼyo po ako binabantayan? Isa ba akong dambuhalang halimaw sa dagat na dapat bantayan? 13 Kung gusto ko pong mahiga para makapagpahinga sa tinitiis kong hirap, 14 tinatakot nʼyo naman po ako sa pamamagitan ng mga panaginip at pangitain. 15 Kaya mas mabuti pang sakalin na lang ako at mamatay kaysa mabuhay sa katawang ito. 16 Kinasusuklaman ko ang aking buhay. Ayoko nang mabuhay. Hayaan nʼyo na lang akong mamatay, dahil wala nang kabuluhan ang aking buhay.
17 “Ano po ba ang tao para pahalagahan at pagmalasakitan nʼyo ng ganito? 18 Sinisiyasat nʼyo siya tuwing umaga at sinusubukan sa bawat sandali. 19 Kung maaari, hayaan na lang muna nʼyo ako kahit sandali lang. 20 At kung nagkasala naman po ako, ano po ang kasalanang nagawa ko sa inyo, O Tagapagbantay ng tao? Bakit ako ang pinili nʼyong pahirapan? Naging pabigat po ba ako sa inyo? 21 Kung nagkasala po ako sa inyo, bakit hindi nʼyo na lang ako patawarin? Hindi na rin naman magtatagal at papanaw na ako, at kahit hanapin nʼyo ako, hindi nʼyo na ako makikita.”
Job 7
New International Version
7 “Do not mortals have hard service(A) on earth?(B)
Are not their days like those of hired laborers?(C)
2 Like a slave longing for the evening shadows,(D)
or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,(E)
3 so I have been allotted months of futility,
and nights of misery have been assigned to me.(F)
4 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)
5 My body is clothed with worms(I) and scabs,
my skin is broken and festering.(J)
6 “My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,(K)
and they come to an end without hope.(L)
7 Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath;(M)
my eyes will never see happiness again.(N)
8 The eye that now sees me will see me no longer;
you will look for me, but I will be no more.(O)
9 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
- 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.
Job 7
New King James Version
Job: My Suffering Is Comfortless
7 “Is there not (A)a time of hard service for man on earth?
Are not his days also like the days of a hired man?
2 Like a servant who [a]earnestly desires the shade,
And like a hired man who eagerly looks for his wages,
3 So I have been allotted (B)months of futility,
And wearisome nights have been appointed to me.
4 (C)When I lie down, I say, ‘When shall I arise,
And the night be ended?’
For I have had my fill of tossing till dawn.
5 My flesh is (D)caked with worms and dust,
My skin is cracked and breaks out afresh.
6 “My(E) days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle,
And are spent without hope.
7 Oh, remember that (F)my life is a breath!
My eye will never again see good.
8 (G)The eye of him who sees me will see me no more;
While your eyes are upon me, I shall no longer be.
9 As the cloud disappears and vanishes away,
So (H)he who goes down to the grave does not come up.
10 He shall never return to his house,
(I)Nor shall his place know him anymore.
11 “Therefore I will (J)not restrain my mouth;
I will speak in the anguish of my spirit;
I will (K)complain in the bitterness of my soul.
12 Am I a sea, or a sea serpent,
That You set a guard over me?
13 (L)When I say, ‘My bed will comfort me,
My couch will ease my complaint,’
14 Then You scare me with dreams
And terrify me with visions,
15 So that my soul chooses strangling
And death rather than [b]my body.
16 (M)I loathe my life;
I would not live forever.
(N)Let me alone,
For (O)my days are but [c]a breath.
17 “What(P) is man, that You should exalt him,
That You should set Your heart on him,
18 That You should [d]visit him every morning,
And test him every moment?
19 How long?
Will You not look away from me,
And let me alone till I swallow my saliva?
20 Have I sinned?
What have I done to You, (Q)O watcher of men?
Why (R)have You set me as Your target,
So that I am a burden [e]to myself?
21 Why then do You not pardon my transgression,
And take away my iniquity?
For now I will lie down in the dust,
And You will seek me diligently,
But I will no longer be.”
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