My days pass more swiftly than a weaver’s shuttle;
they come to an end without hope.(A)
Remember that my life is but a breath.
My eye will never again see anything good.(B)
The eye of anyone who looks on me
will no longer see me.
Your eyes will look for me, but I will be gone.(C)
As a cloud fades away and vanishes,
so the one who goes down to Sheol(D) will never rise again.
10 He will never return to his house;
his hometown will no longer remember[a] him.(E)

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  1. 7:10 Lit know

My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle;
    they reach their end without hope.[a]
Remember that my life is wind;
    my eyes won’t see pleasure again.
The eye that sees me now will no longer look on me;
    your eyes will be on me, and I won’t exist.
A cloud breaks apart and moves on—
    like the one who descends to the grave[b] and won’t rise,
10         won’t return home again,
        won’t be recognized in town anymore.

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Footnotes

  1. Job 7:6 Or thread
  2. Job 7:9 Heb Sheol