Job 7:3

Contemporary English Version 1995

God has made my days drag on and my nights miserable.

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My groaning has worn me out. At night my bed and pillow are soaked with tears.

I have seen it all, and everything is just as senseless as chasing the wind.

You made my life short, so brief that the time means nothing to you. “Human life is but a breath,

I long for the past, when God took care of me,

God has worn me down and destroyed my family;

We are slaves in search of shade; we are laborers longing for our wages.

and he will do exactly what he intends with me. *

Sorrow has made my eyes dim, and my sight has failed because of my enemies.