Job 7
Complete Jewish Bible
7 “Human life on earth is like serving in the army;
yes, we drudge through our days like a hired worker,
2 like a slave longing for shade,
like a worker thinking only of his wages.
3 So I am assigned months of meaninglessness;
troubled nights are my lot.
4 When I lie down, I ask,
‘When can I get up?’
But the night is long, and I keep tossing
to and fro until daybreak.
5 My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt,
my skin forms scabs that ooze pus.
6 My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle
and come to their end without hope.
7 “Remember that my life is but a breath;
my eyes will never again see good times.
8 The eye that now sees me will see me no more;
while your eyes are on me, I will be gone.
9 Like a cloud dissolving and disappearing,
so he who descends to Sh’ol won’t come back up.
10 He will not return again to his house,
and his home will know him no more.
11 “Therefore I will not restrain my mouth
but will speak in my anguish of spirit
and complain in my bitterness of soul.
12 Am I the sea, or some sea monster,
that you put a guard over me?
13 When I think that my bed will comfort me,
that my couch will relieve my complaint,
14 then you terrify me with dreams
and frighten me with visions.
15 I would rather be strangled;
death would be better than these bones of mine.
16 I hate it! I won’t live forever,
so leave me alone, for my life means nothing.
17 “What are mere mortals, that you make so much of them?
Why do you keep them on your mind?
18 Why examine them every morning
and test them every moment?
19 Won’t you ever take your eyes off of me,
at least long enough for me to swallow my spit?
20 “Suppose I do sin — how do I harm you,
you scrutinizer of humanity?
Why have you made me your target,
so that I am a burden to you?
21 Why don’t you pardon my offense
and take away my guilt?
For soon I will lie down in the dust;
you will seek me, but I will be gone.”
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
Palabra de Dios para Todos
7 »¿No es dura la lucha que los seres humanos viven en la tierra?
¿No es su vida como los días de un asalariado?
2 El hombre es como un esclavo que suspira por poder estar a la sombra,
como un trabajador que espera ansioso su salario.
3 Así, mi herencia ha sido meses miserables
y la parte que me toca, noches de ansiedad.
4 Si estoy acostado no me duermo nunca
pensando que el amanaecer viene muy rápido,
entonces la noche se alarga.
Me muevo y doy vueltas
toda la noche hasta el amanecer.
5 Mi cuerpo está cubierto de gusanos y de costras de polvo.
Mi piel se agrieta y luego supura.
6 Mi vida pasa más rápido que la lanzadera de un telar.
Llega a su fin sin esperanzas.
7 »Recuerda, Dios, que mi vida es un suspiro,
no volveré a ver el bien.
8 El ojo que me observa ya no me volverá a ver.
Fijarás en mí tus ojos, pero yo ya no estaré.
9 Tal como una nube se disipa y se va,
así es el que baja al lugar de los muertos[a],
ya no se levantará.
10 No vuelve a su casa;
su hogar no lo reconocerá más.
11 Por eso, no me voy a callar.
Hablaré en medio de mi angustia,
no dejaré nada sin decir,
me quejaré amargamente.
12 ¿Acaso soy el mar o un monstruo marino
para que me mantengas vigilado?[b]
13 Si digo: “Mi cama me dará alivio,
mi colchón compartirá el peso de mis lamentos”,
14 entonces en los sueños me asustas
y con visiones me aterrorizas.
15 Preferiría el estrangulamiento
y la muerte a esta mísera existencia.
16 No quiero seguir viviendo.
Déjame en paz porque mi vida es tan sólo un suspiro.
17 »¿Qué es el ser humano para que le des importancia
o para que te ocupes de él?
18 ¿Por qué te preocupas por su bienestar día tras día?
¿Por qué estás al tanto de él momento tras momento?
19 ¿Por qué no me dejas en paz?
¿Podrías dejarme un instante aunque sea para poder tragar saliva?
20 Si yo pecara, ¿en qué podría afectarte a ti,
cuidador de la humanidad?
¿Por qué me hiciste tu blanco
hasta convertirme en una carga para mí mismo?
21 ¿Por qué no perdonas mi pecado?
Pues pronto estaré tendido en el polvo,
me buscarás por todos lados,
pero yo ya no estaré».
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