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Job 7
King James Version
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.
Job 7
BasisBijbel
Job 7
BasisBijbel
Job antwoordt Elifaz (vervolg)
7 Een mens heeft een zwaar leven op aarde.
Hij moet zo lang en zo hard werken als een knecht.
2 Hij moet net zo hard zwoegen als een slaaf die snakt naar schaduw,
als een knecht die uitkijkt naar het moment dat hij betaald wordt, aan het eind van de dag.
3 Net zo zwaar zijn voor mij de afgelopen maanden geweest.
Mijn leven is zinloos, de nachten zijn vreselijk.
4 Als ik ga slapen, denk ik: "Was de nacht maar voorbij!"
Het wordt later en later en ik lig maar te woelen tot het ochtend wordt.
5 Mijn lichaam zit vol met wormen en vuil.
Mijn huid zweert en is overal kapot.
6 Mijn leven gaat sneller voorbij
dan een spoel door het weefgetouw van de wever.
Mijn dagen gaan voorbij zonder enige hoop.
7 Vóórdat ik het weet, is mijn leven over,
zo snel als één enkele zucht.
Ik zal geen gelukkige dagen meer meemaken.
8 Nu zien jullie mij nog, maar al heel gauw zal ik er niet meer zijn.
Als jullie mij zoeken, zal ik opeens verdwenen zijn.
9 Zoals een wolk wegdrijft en verdwijnt,
zo verdwijnen ook de mensen in het graf en komen niet meer terug.
10 Ze komen nooit meer terug naar huis.
Hun gezin ziet hen nooit meer.
11 Ik kan niet zwijgen.
Ik móet spreken over mijn ellende.
Ik móet klagen over mijn verdriet.
12 God, ben ik soms zo gevaarlijk als de zee of als een zeemonster,
dat U mij dag en nacht bewaakt?
13 Als ik denk dat ik mij in bed beter zal voelen,
dat ik minder pijn en verdriet zal hebben als ik lig,
14 maakt U mij bang met nare dromen.
Verschrikkelijke nachtmerries heb ik.
15 Ik stik nog liever, ik ben liever dood,
dan dat ik dit allemaal moet meemaken.
16 Ik heb er genoeg van, ik zou toch al niet voor altijd blijven leven!
Laat me met rust, God, want mijn leven is zinloos.
17 Wat is een mens nu eigenlijk,
dat U hem zoveel aandacht geeft?
18 Moet U nu echt elke morgen komen
en mij elke dag op de proef stellen?
19 Wanneer zult U me eindelijk met rust laten?
Ik krijg de kans niet eens om mijn speeksel in te slikken!
20 Zelfs als ik U ongehoorzaam ben geweest,
wat heeft dat Ú voor kwaad gedaan, Bewaker van de mensen?
Waarom heeft U het op mij gemunt?
Waarom maakt U het mij zo moeilijk?
21 En waarom vergeeft U mij dan niet wat ik verkeerd heb gedaan?
Waarom doet U het niet gewoon weg?
Want al heel snel zal ik in het graf komen te liggen.
Dan zult U mij zoeken, maar ik zal er niet meer zijn.
Job 7
GOD’S WORD Translation
Job 7
GOD’S WORD Translation
Job Speaks about the Futility of Human Existence
7 “Isn’t a mortal’s stay on earth difficult
like a hired hand’s daily ⌞work⌟?
2 Like a slave, he longs for shade.
Like a hired hand, he eagerly looks for his pay.
3 Likewise, I have been given months that are of no use,
and I have inherited nights filled with misery.
4 When I lie down, I ask,
‘When will I get up?’
But the evening is long,
and I’m exhausted from tossing about until dawn.
5 My body is covered with maggots and scabs.
My skin is crusted over with sores; then they ooze.
6 My days go swifter than a weaver’s shuttle.
They are spent without hope.
7 Remember, my life is only a breath,
and never again will my eyes see anything good.
8 The eye that watches over me will no longer see me.
Your eye will look for me, but I’ll be gone.
9 As a cloud fades away and disappears,
so a person goes into the grave and doesn’t come back again.
10 He doesn’t come back home again,
and his household doesn’t recognize him anymore.
11 So I won’t keep my mouth shut,
but I will speak from the distress that is in my spirit
and complain about the bitterness in my soul.
Job Says to God: Leave Me Alone
12 “Am I the sea or a sea monster
that you have set a guard over me?
13 When I say,
‘My couch may give me comfort.
My bed may help me bear my pain,’
14 then you frighten me with dreams
and terrify me with visions.
15 My throat would rather be choked.
My body [a] would prefer death ⌞to these dreams⌟.
16 I hate my life; I do not want to live forever.
Leave me alone because my days are so brief.
17 “What is a mortal that you should make so much of him,
that you should be concerned about him?
18 ⌞What is he⌟ that you should inspect him every morning
and examine him every moment?
19 Why don’t you stop looking at me
long enough to let me swallow my spit?
20 If I sin, what can I ⌞possibly⌟ do to you
since you insist on spying on people?
Why do you make me your target?
I’ve become a burden even to myself.
21 Why don’t you forgive my disobedience
and take away my sin?
Soon I’ll lie down in the dust.
Then you will search for me, but I’ll be gone!”
Footnotes
- 7:15 Or “bones.”
Job 7
New International Version
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.
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