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JOB 7:1 The life of man upon earth is a warfare, and his days are like the days of a hireling.
JOB 7:2 As a servant longeth for the shade, as the hireling looketh for the end of his work;
JOB 7:3 So I also have had empty months, and have numbered to myself wearisome nights.
JOB 7:4 If I lie down to sleep, I shall say: When shall arise? and again I shall look for the evening, and shall be filled with sorrows even till darkness.
JOB 7:5 My flesh is clothed with rottenness and the filth of dust, my skin is withered and drawn together.
JOB 7:6 My days have passed more swiftly than the web is cut by the weaver, and are consumed without any hope.
JOB 7:7 Remember that my life is but wind, and my eyes shall not return to see good things.
JOB 7:8 Nor shall the sight of man behold me: thy eyes are upon me, and I shall be no more.
JOB 7:9 As a cloud is consumed, and passeth away: so he that shall go down to hell shall not come up.
JOB 7:10 Nor shall he return my more into his house, neither shall his place know him any more.
JOB 7:11 Wherefore I will not spare my month, I will speak in the affliction of my spirit: I will talk with the bitterness of my soul.
JOB 7:12 Am I a sea, or a whale, that thou hast enclosed me in a prison?
JOB 7:13 If I say: My bed shall comfort me, and I shall be relieved speaking with myself on my couch:
JOB 7:14 Thou wilt frighten me with dreams and terrify me with visions.
JOB 7:15 So that my soul rather chooseth hanging, and my bones death.
JOB 7:16 I have done with hope, I shall now live no longer: spare me, for my days are nothing.
JOB 7:17 What is a man that thou shouldst magnify him? or why dost thou set thy heart upon him?
JOB 7:18 Thou visitest him early in the morning, and thou provest him suddenly.
JOB 7:19 How long wilt thou not spare me, nor suffer me to swallow down my spittle?
JOB 7:20 I have sinned: what shall I do to thee, O keeper of men? why hast thou set me opposite to thee, and I am become burdensome to myself?
JOB 7:21 Why dost thou not remove my sin, and why dost thou not take away my iniquity? Behold now I shall sleep in the dust: and if thou seek me in the morning, I shall not be.