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Job 7:16

A Conservative Version

I loathe [my life]. I would not live always. Let me alone, for my days are vanity.

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My soul is weary of my life. I will give free reign to my complaint. I will speak in the bitterness of my soul.

But he himself went a day's journey into the wilderness, and came and sat down under a juniper tree. And he requested for himself that he might die, and said, It is enough, now, O LORD, take away my life, for I am no better than my

And it came to pass, when the sun arose, that God prepared a sultry east wind, and the sun beat upon the head of Jonah, that he fainted, and requested for himself that he might die, and said, It is better for me to die than to live

O spare me, that I may recover strength before I go from here, and be no more.

look away from him, that he may rest, till he shall accomplish, as a hireling, his day.

Are not my days few? Cease then, and let me alone, that I may take comfort a little

Though I were perfect, I do not regard myself. I despise my life.

Even that it would please God to crush me, that he would let loose his hand, and cut me off!

Therefore now, O LORD, I beseech thee, take my life from me, for it is better for me to die than to live.

Man is like vanity. His days are as a shadow that passes away.

Therefore he consumed their days in vanity, and their years in terror.

Surely men of low degree are vanity, and men of high degree are a lie. In the balances they will go up. They are together lighter than vanity.

Remove thy stroke away from me. I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

And Rebekah said to Isaac, I am weary of my life because of the daughters of Heth. If Jacob takes a wife of the daughters of Heth, such as these, of the daughters of the land, what good shall my life do me?

O remember that my life is a breath. My eye shall no more see good.

so that my soul chooses strangling and death rather than [these] my bones.

And he remembered that they were but flesh, a wind that passes away, and comes not again.

And death shall be chosen rather than life by all the residue that remain of this evil family, that remain in all the places where I have driven them, says LORD of hosts.

Surely every man walks in a shadow. Surely they are disquieted in vain. He heaps up, and knows not who shall gather them.

So I hated life, because the work that is wrought under the sun was grievous to me. For all is vanity and a striving after wind.




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