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
Nueva Biblia de las Américas
Miserias de la vida
7 »¿No está el hombre obligado a trabajar[a] sobre la tierra(A)?
¿No son sus días como los días de un jornalero(B)?
2 -»Como esclavo que suspira por la sombra,
Y como jornalero que espera con ansias su paga,
3 Así me han dado en herencia meses inútiles,
Y noches de aflicción me han asignado(C).
4 -»Cuando me acuesto, digo:
“¿Cuándo me levantaré?”.
Pero la noche sigue,
Y estoy dando[b] vueltas continuamente hasta el amanecer(D).
5 -»Mi carne está cubierta de gusanos y de una costra de tierra;
Mi piel se endurece y supura(E).
6 -»Mis días pasan más veloces que la lanzadera de telar(F),
Y llegan a su fin sin esperanza(G).
7 ¶»Recuerda, oh Dios, que mi vida es un soplo(H),
Mis ojos no volverán a ver el bien(I).
8 -»El ojo del que me ve no me verá más(J);
Tus ojos estarán sobre mí, pero yo no existiré(K).
9 -»Como una nube se desvanece y pasa(L),
Así el que desciende(M) al Seol[c](N) no subirá;
10 No volverá más a su casa,
Ni su lugar lo verá más(O).
11 ¶»Por tanto, no refrenaré mi boca,
Hablaré en la angustia de mi espíritu,
Me quejaré en la amargura de mi alma(P).
12 -»¿Soy yo el mar, o un monstruo marino(Q),
Para que Tú me pongas guardia?
13 -»Si digo: “Mi cama me consolará,
Mi lecho atenuará[d] mi queja(R)”,
14 Entonces Tú me asustas con sueños
Y me aterrorizas con visiones.
15 -»Mi alma, pues, escoge la asfixia,
La muerte, en lugar de mis dolores[e].
16 -»Languidezco[f]; no he de vivir para siempre(S).
Déjame solo, pues mis días son un soplo(T).
17 -»¿Qué es el hombre para que lo engrandezcas,
Para que te preocupes por[g] él(U),
18 Para que lo examines cada mañana,
Y a cada momento lo pongas a prueba(V)?
19 -»¿Nunca[h] apartarás de mí Tu mirada,
Ni me dejarás solo(W) hasta que trague mi saliva?
20 -»¿He pecado(X)? ¿Qué te he hecho,
Oh guardián de los hombres(Y)?
¿Por qué has hecho de mí Tu blanco,
De modo que soy una carga para mí mismo?
21 -»Entonces, ¿por qué no perdonas mi transgresión
Y quitas mi iniquidad(Z)?
Porque ahora dormiré en el polvo(AA);
Y Tú me buscarás, pero ya no existiré(AB)».
Job 7
King James Version
7 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 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.
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