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Job 7:1-11

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1“Do not mortals have hard service on earth? Are not their days like those of hired laborers?

2Like a slave longing for the evening shadows, or a hired laborer waiting to be paid,

3so I have been allotted months of futility, and nights of misery have been assigned to me.

4When I lie down I think, ‘How long before I get up?’ The night drags on, and I toss and turn until dawn.

5My body is clothed with worms and scabs, my skin is broken and festering.

6“My days are swifter than a weaver’s shuttle, and they come to an end without hope.

7Remember, O God, that my life is but a breath; my eyes will never see happiness again.

8The eye that now sees me will see me no longer; you will look for me, but I will be no more.

9As a cloud vanishes and is gone, so one who goes down to the grave does not return.

10He will never come to his house again; his place will know him no more.

11“Therefore I will not keep silent; I will speak out in the anguish of my spirit, I will complain in the bitterness of my soul.