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Job: My Suffering Is without End

“Do not human beings have a hard service on earth,
    and are not their days like the days of a laborer?(A)
Like a slave who longs for the shadow,
    and like laborers who look for their wages,(B)
so I am allotted months of emptiness,
    and nights of misery are apportioned to me.(C)
When I lie down I say, ‘When shall I rise?’
    But the night is long,
    and I am full of tossing until dawn.(D)
My flesh is clothed with worms and dirt;
    my skin hardens, then breaks out again.

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Job Acknowledges the Brevity of Life

“Men have harsh servitude on earth, do they not?
    His days are like those of a hired laborer, are they not?[a]
I’m like a servant who longs for the shade,
    like a hired laborer who is looking for his wages.
Truly I’ve been allotted months of emptiness;
    nights of trouble have been appointed for me.

“When I lie down I ask,
    ‘When will I wake up?’
But the night continues
    and I keep tossing and turning until dawn.[b]
My skin[c] is covered with worms and clods of dirt;
    my skin becomes rough and then breaks out afresh.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:1 Or hireling
  2. Job 7:4 Or twilight
  3. Job 7:5 Or flesh